high on life


How high dryers tree to reach
If you fold it
Who can answer the
And you probably never hear the wolf
Under the Moonlight

For the color we have on our cheek
Must sing out loud with the mountains all votes
Have to paint everything with the colors of the wind
You can own land here
It comes to life only when you learn
To ensure that there are colors of the wind


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