And so it is...
In the other bank, walking on the grass,
I have seen a muesli girl...
Someone told me that it was too late...
In the beginning of the day, I already have lost her track.
Fighting with the shadows in my mind,
I realized that everything is alright...
The river has other sights, and my soul is a never ending love...
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