In the Air Connected by the wind only one can win Red and green hunting may begin Blood and grass or color of his eyes The golden ball is all that matters now Sweet victory or bitter smile Why can't I win? I just don't try.
In the Air Connected by the wind only one can win Red and green hunting may begin Blood and grass or color of his eyes The golden ball is all that matters now Sweet victory or bitter smile Why can't I win? I just don't try.
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