It's raining here a lot.
Might be too sunny somewhere else.
It's summer in Uppsala
I know winter in AddisAbaba
Might be too sunny somewhere else.
It's summer in Uppsala
I know winter in AddisAbaba
It's might be wildfire in LA
While sprouting flowers in the bay
If it's only burning my heart,
While, smile on her face;
If it's the nature who choose
one cry, other do fly
Oh lord, just give me the strength
to carry it, until I'm ablazed.
While sprouting flowers in the bay
If it's only burning my heart,
While, smile on her face;
If it's the nature who choose
one cry, other do fly
Oh lord, just give me the strength
to carry it, until I'm ablazed.
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