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My voice no longer reaches those who have lost everything
Light a light, a warm light, to them faster
I believe that I said it's different
I still have the heart to search for the heart that I lost along the way
But the wind became stronger

The rain that falls on me is very cold
So come and greet me, hold my hand
And lift me up to a place higher than the clouds

My voice is no longer necessary to those who have it all
Divide the warm light faster to all of us
I asked that I will get used to it too
I expect to come to walk the righteous path

We are not stricken with disasters
But our map has become wet
I continue to believe so
Right now let's shower in the rain