מילים לשיר Holy Land – Angra

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We were born in a Golden Age Beyond the creed
Blown with the winds to meet
And pray
The ones who creep Unshold feet traces on fresh sand
A map unfold
Spreading out knowledge,
And then
Magic and love . ooh, and then, Carried by wooden gods
We leave toward the sky
To bless
Gushed out the holy blood
>From those who die Ooh, and dance.
Someone has sent Somebody here
Ooh, still dance.
To bring an age
Holy Land Long disappeared My soul just tends to be
Your friend Holy Land Holy Land
Someone has sent
Somebody here
Long disappeared
To bring an age
Holy Land
Your face'cause I'm still here to see.