You, who look at me like that
You, who stand on the rock of history and soar across the sea with the wings of the eagle
I, who avoid your gaze
I, whose restless soul roams the earth
I, who desperately look for the sun
I, who howl with wolves in mountain forests
You, who stand strong in a storm
You, who treasure the freedom of sky meeting sea
Here in this world or there in the next
Always coming together
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