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The heart is hidden in this land.
INSIDE ROAR
The heart is hidden in this land.
I saw the reflection of the morning sun by the river bank of the river.
She didn't say anything to anyone and it just came out.
It shines in my eyes, I can't see anything.
It's on and I don't notice you've come.
It shines into our souls and I know you didn't come by accident.
I like the sun that rises
I know a new day is coming
and with him something good that we don't know yet.
Every new day is beautiful
because we are here.
It shines in my eyes, I can't see anything.
It's on and I don't notice you've come.
It shines into our souls and I know you didn't come by accident.
I would like to greet the sun every morning
the sun is life
the sun is warm.
Earth and sun, I want to touch you.
You are our life, you are joy that blooms.
You are the fragrance of life.
I love the sun.
I love the country.
It shines in my eyes, I can't see anything.
It's on and I don't notice you've come.
It shines into our souls and I know you didn't come by accident.
The heart is hidden in this land.
I saw the reflection of the morning sun by the river bank of the river.
She didn't say anything to anyone and it just came out.
It shines in my eyes, I can't see anything.
It's on and I don't notice you've come.
It shines into our souls and I know you didn't come by accident.
I like the sun that rises
I know a new day is coming
and with him something good that we don't know yet.
Every new day is beautiful
because we are here.
It shines in my eyes, I can't see anything.
It's on and I don't notice you've come.
It shines into our souls and I know you didn't come by accident.
I would like to greet the sun every morning
the sun is life
the sun is warm.
Earth and sun, I want to touch you.
You are our life, you are joy that blooms.
You are the fragrance of life.
I love the sun.
I love the country.
It shines in my eyes, I can't see anything.
It's on and I don't notice you've come.
It shines into our souls and I know you didn't come by accident.
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