As I looked to that town dyed by the sky's morning glow
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I waited for the resting wickedness to repaint its colors.
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And within that, the winds of passion raced.
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Heading silently towards peaceful freedom.
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Somewhere, someone waits for a shining sword-
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All the while dreaming of a glistening tomorrow.
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Somewhere, someone is bringing back smiles;
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While gazing at the sign of "Zorro".
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I will not ignore my aching heart.
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I am holding gentleness and strength in both of my hands.
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The winds of passion blow into that road,
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To extinguish the fire wet by tears.
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Somewhere, someone waits for a shining sword,
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While believing in courage and righteousness.
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Somewhere, someone is getting back the future.
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While gazing at the sign of "Zorro".
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Somewhere, someone waits for a shining sword-
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All the while dreaming of a glistening tomorrow.
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Somewhere, someone is bringing back smiles,
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While gazing at the sign of "Zorro".
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