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hån - the children lyrics

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i’m a child of the moon
raised into white forests
my skin is smothered
my eyes are sheltered
my land is made of all the saints i choose to pray
covered by branches i lost

all that i found

(all the mothers sing through my lungs/
what they harness is far above)

i see no home, i feel no warmth in this kingdom
i see no home now
i see no home, i feel no warmth in this kingdom
i see no home now



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