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Anotace: píseň, anglicky; poněkud naštvaný song...

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Mirrors

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1)
In this strange , mad season
You have treasure if you’r free
If the power having needs a reason
To let us free, to let us be

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Chorus:
Let them look into the mirrors
Let them look to children’s eyes
Let them answear: „Why you hate your daughter?“
Let them answear: „Why you lost your son?“

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2)
If you’r feeling like in prison
If you want one healthy tree
You should ask this, though you’r not choosen:
„Why You’r standing right on me?“

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Chorus 2:
Let them look into the mirrors
Let them look to children’s eyes
Let them answear: „Why you hate your daughter?“
Let them answear: „Why you lost your son?“
Let them look into the mirrors
Keep them looking if they are scared
Let them feeling who’s real hurters
Let them feeling world of they take care

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Let them look into the mirrors…