My wind is in the heart sunburned Do they see the road, my eyes are shining I buzzed along the highway smooth, on a long way without end I was carrying a sweet drink something like a grog without tea Once I get off the road they are sunk into the sun Honey drips on my heart Grace my eyes Upon entering the tunnel up there to the mountain I decided not to stop at the hotel but to enter the forest. Birds are my leaders, animal good company and the trees trees of sunshine. And so I reached the sea flying a steel beast It was shining from the sky the moon smile with charm
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