we
we-e-are
we are chosen
the chosen ones
we will linger here
we will linger
under the trees
we are the beautiful ones
turn your backs to the cold winds
they'll never hear from us again
these crows
they shall not win
freedom gathers
freedom gathers
northwestern sea
we will leave
we will leave here
first day of spring
we are the beautiful ones (we are the beautiful ones)
turn your backs to the cold winds (turn your backs to the cold winds)
they'll never hear from us again (they'll never hear from us again)
these crows
we are the beautiful ones (the beautiful ones)
turn our backs to the cold winds (turn our backs to the cold winds)
they'll never hear from us again (they'll never hear from us again)
these crows
they shall not win
we are the beautiful ones (we the beautiful ones)
turn our backs to the cold winds (turn our backs to the cold winds)
they'll never hear from us again (they'll never hear from us again)
these crows
we are the beautiful ones (the beautiful ones)
turn our backs to the cold winds (turn our backs to the cold winds)
they'll never hear from us again (they'll never hear from us again)
these crows
we are the beautiful ones (the beautiful ones)
turn our backs to the cold winds (turn our backs to the cold winds)
they'll never hear from us again (they'll never hear from us again)
these crows
the beautiful ones
we'll turn our backs to the cold winds
they'll never hear from us again

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