An imaginary rainbow,
at the middle of the night,
in the tree with a crow,
I ain't show no fright.
The tears running down on my face,
I'm failed to win this race,
from the suit with a case,
at the lair of my fierce.
Skies are now falling apart,
the moon, still glowing at night,
it guides me with tis light,
and now I'm losing my sight.
We climbed a mountain,
and slide to the fountain,
we danced at the rain,
and this memories still remain.
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