Twisted lies, false desire
Coming day, with coloured wishes
Single day, which we aspire
Opaque wishes, still in pieces
If we were in riches,
We will have a wonderful play
It's your day and my day
The day is what we seek
See, we are close to the promise land
That we've been aspiring for a week
Hear the song from your Lover's band
By these, give me your hand
We will have a wonderful play
It's your day and my day
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