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Coming back home at night
Dangerous places, scenes of fight
No more people, no more light

That's the time, I like the best
When I just listen to myself
And I hear nothing, before I rest

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Fresh air that cares
Quick looks from books
The sound of my steps
A shining sky...
Fresh air that cares
Quick looks from books
The sound of my steps
A shining sky...
What a lovely place to lie

What a great chance I have got
To feel the world, to make a knot
And fit myself into that lot

A soft leaf is falling
Just before me on the way
A tender breeze is blowing
And Takes my Hat away

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