When the night has been too lonely,
and the road has been too long,
and you think that love is only,
for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snow,
lies the seed,
that with the sun's love,
in de spring,
becomes a rose
and the road has been too long,
and you think that love is only,
for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snow,
lies the seed,
that with the sun's love,
in de spring,
becomes a rose
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