Throw yor money ouf off the window
Let the wind make a joy to someone,
Who isn't free.
Leave your home to someone,who thinks,
That he needs it
& follow your shadow, if you want meet me.
We'll go West, to the Land of the Hountains.
We'll see our dreams in the water of Lakes.
Leave our souls in magnificant forests.
That are green clouds of virgin Earth.
We'll lose ourself on the way to the Ocean.
Follow your shadow.
Follow your shadow
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