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Wind, fog and snow.
We are alone in this home.
Don't be afraid of a knock on the window –
This is to me,
It's the north wind,
We're in his palms.
But the north wind – my friend,
He keeps what is hidden.
He will do so
That the sky will be free from clouds
There where will rise a star Adelaide.
I remember the movement of the lips,
The touch of the hands.
I've heard that time erases everything.
You hear the knock of heart –
This a scythe went on a stone.
And there is no sorrow, no evil,
No pride, no resentment.
There is only the north wind,
And he will woke me
There where will rise a star Adelaide.

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