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Freedom Cry

๐Ÿ‘ค Deep Forest โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Boheme โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:17
๐ŸŽต 896 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 329934

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
Early morning I look up at the sky
Fine pocket knife, the rough-bread is being cut
Little calf's trouble has also been cut here
Early morning I look at the sky
My little angel

So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
Early morning I look at the sky
There is a bird, who will carry away
My little angel

I am buried in it alive, alive
I am turning yellow, heavily
Mommy (meaning 'wife'), I will write when I am free

My little angel

So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
There is a bird, who will carry away

My little angel

Early morning I look upward at the sky
So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
There is a bird, who will carry away
Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.33] So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[00:05.67] Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
[00:12.76] Early morning I look up at the sky
[00:18.56] Fine pocket knife, the rough-bread is being cut
[00:24.21] Little calf's trouble has also been cut here
[00:29.84] Early morning I look at the sky
[00:37.12] My little angel
[00:40.87] So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[01:11.11] Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
[01:17.75] Early morning I look at the sky
[01:24.18] There is a bird, who will carry away
[01:29.73] My little angel
[01:54.79] I am buried in it alive, alive
[02:07.15] I am turning yellow, heavily
[02:16.76] Mommy (meaning 'wife'), I will write when I am free
[02:25.62] My little angel
[02:29.28] So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[02:37.47] There is a bird, who will carry away
[02:39.20] My little angel
[02:46.41] Early morning I look upward at the sky
[02:51.50] So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[02:57.42] There is a bird, who will carry away
[03:01.69] Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
[03:06.46]

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