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每日一歌：Hidden Cameras-《Golden Streams》
Golden stream In the cold It turns to ice Runs down my knees in fright Golden stream
Turns from warm to cold
In frightful time In the frozen dead of night The golden stone builds the golden road to heaven
(held up high by golden streams of ice) My golden bone meets the golden bun Buns held high in our dreams of men
Golden streams of ice
In the cold Hold up a city of gold That lives in broad daylight Two golden streams
Run down my cheeks
When buns are deprived Of my dreams of men I hold the golden bone on the golden road to heaven
(held up high by golden streams of ice) The golden bone belongs in golden bun Bone and bun held high in my dreams of us
My golden wand waves down your golden rod
Our gold held high in sunny breezy sky Then a stream of gold released from golden stone erupts late at night and melts the winter ice The golden streams
The golden streams
The golden streams |
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