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A page among hundreds, bears a cross as a mark,bears a name that's not yours but the day is and will beA couple out of hundreds, we bear colors of grief, in sorrow we meet,we revise our history, fill the gaps in it.As the dark turns to dawn, the bells of copper tollBring the strength you can carryThere's a long road to come.A page among hundreds, bears a cross as a mark,as a line between a world that we knew and one that we're averse toA couple out of hundreds, we hold hands through the night,hold your back through the walkand we'll carry your name until we're gathered againAs the dark turns to dawn, the bells of copper tollBring the strength you can carryThere's a long road to come.A visit in spring, I took a picture to rememberI didn't know then, it'd be the last I'd take.A visit in spring I took a picture to rememberThe one time you came, I'm glad that you did.The people I'm fond of, the people I hold close,the friends and the lovers, I'm glad that you met themI'm glad that you did. Aus Songtexte Mania