Walking with winds in my hair
Long roads with a gun in hand
Nothing to trust, none to care
I walk, I fall, I crawl, I stand
And walk again, and I fall again
I go on advancing despite pain
Long roads with a gun in hand
By and by I'll reach your land
I keep falling and crying in pain
I rise, I stand and I walk again
Unstoppable I have become
Like a thunder... here I come
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