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Never listen to those who say stop dreaming
They are empty bags for their losses and defeats
Always look for the highest trip
Feed on each mile traveled
Leave the sad memories behind
And let the chords of freedom sound
Ignore those who insist on pulling you down
They are useless beings because of their lack of courage
Always look for the deepest dive
Exalt yourself with the wind that hits your face
Leave the sad memories behind
And let the chords of freedom sound
Let life's mismatches be left behind
And let the chords of freedom sound
