*** with our hands
and call it broken promised land
I heard the whispers on the wind
he told me how or this would end
hey, our eye on the horizon
don´t stop until it´s gone
hey, our eye on the horizon
and think alone now on our hearts
and give a peace recover every day
and we both fight and no one sees
that´s free ourselves away from here
hey, our eye on the horizon
don´t stop until it´s gone
hey, our eye on the horizon
hey, our eye on the horizon
don´t stop until it´s gone
hey, our eye on the horizon
hey,...
hey,...

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