| [00:01.77] | The Thorn Bird | 
                                            
                            | [00:03.08] |  | 
                                            
                            | [00:13.87] | Sky turning gray, as dark as eyes still awake, | 
                                            
                            | [00:19.20] | Painted by winds and snow, and strands of sunset glow. | 
                                            
                            | [00:27.09] | Wings sealed in day, began to fly in twilight. | 
                                            
                            | [00:32.49] | She was waiting, until the night came. | 
                                            
                            | [00:39.21] |  | 
                                            
                            | [00:39.75] | Thorn bird, searching for the tallest thorn tree, | 
                                            
                            | [00:39.75] | (pilgrims strayed acoss this forest, | 
                                            
                            | [00:47.08] | worshiping on their bended knees. | 
                                            
                            | [00:51.05] | Piously got to sing, and to chant, for her destiny, | 
                                            
                            | [00:58.55] | Finally ,she chose to be free. | 
                                            
                            | [01:04.43] |  | 
                                            
                            | [01:05.19] | Return again , return again, | 
                                            
                            | [01:11.45] | Without anyone to refrain. | 
                                            
                            | [01:17.74] | She impaled with a thorn | 
                                            
                            | [01:21.16] | her soft throat kissed by god, | 
                                            
                            | [01:25.53] | To carve an eternal scar. | 
                                            
                            | [01:30.83] |  | 
                                            
                            | [01:30.95] | Reborn again, reborn again, | 
                                            
                            | [01:37.58] | Without any despair or pain. | 
                                            
                            | [01:44.18] | She torn her life into pieces of prophets, | 
                                            
                            | [01:50.59] | In dreams, which were cursed, | 
                                            
                            | [01:54.54] | There was her next nirvana. | 
                                            
                            | [02:01.19] |  | 
                                            
                            | [02:15.62] |  | 
                                            
                            | [02:29.92] | Stars burned away, as bright as tears on her face, | 
                                            
                            | [02:35.80] | Disappeared at sunrise, seemed only a fairytale. | 
                                            
                            | [02:43.11] | Blood, cold as ice, began to melt and to warm. | 
                                            
                            | [02:48.55] | She kept praying, until the next dawn. | 
                                            
                            | [02:55.30] |  | 
                                            
                            | [02:55.71] | Thorn Bird, hid in somewhere near the shadows, | 
                                            
                            | [02:55.71] | (She’s surrounded by the angels , | 
                                            
                            | [03:03.36] | Who were immersed in deep sorrow. | 
                                            
                            | [03:07.16] | Slowly, kissed farewell ,leaving with fragrance and nocturnes , | 
                                            
                            | [03:14.62] | To create her last renascence. | 
                                            
                            | [03:20.04] |  | 
                                            
                            | [03:21.08] | Return again return again, | 
                                            
                            | [03:27.60] | Without anyone to refrain. | 
                                            
                            | [03:33.72] | She impaled with a thorn | 
                                            
                            | [03:37.30] | her soft throat kissed by god, | 
                                            
                            | [03:41.47] | To carve an eternal scar. | 
                                            
                            | [03:46.78] |  | 
                                            
                            | [03:47.03] | Reborn again, reborn again, | 
                                            
                            | [03:53.43] | Without any despair or pain. | 
                                            
                            | [04:00.63] | She torn her life into pieces of prophets, | 
                                            
                            | [04:06.76] | In dreams, which were cursed, | 
                                            
                            | [04:10.85] | There was her next nirvana. | 
                                            
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