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These pages have been written in different texts and different dialects Like simplicity that combines To mean the same thing in unseen spaces We relate and reshape to glisten as we listen to simple times As we listen to simple times Taking the present moment in hand, calling the days nights As we stand for love Stand for love I am stripped down, sometimes barе So that I can hear the whisper from my spiritual sistеrs One kind as recollection bleeds from fingers While writing poems that shine Elegant ceremonies clone me from ancient presence See, I am drenched in an ageless quest to be free Yes, to be free Yes, to be free Stand for love Stand for love Stand for love Stand for love Stand for love Stand for love Aus Songtexte Mania