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Brother, where have you gone?
Is it true that you can see me when I sing?
Is it true that you can see me when I sigh?
Do you remember when we travelled in the rain
with just a wagon of an old and rusty train?
I beg you, play once more,
I cannot play no more,
I got no hands, I got no voice,
I stand before your door.
Brother, I'm in the lake.
Is it true that all the pain has gone away?
Is it true that the sun shines after the rain?
Do you remember when we were singing in the streets
with just an old guitar, which had one or two strings?
The sun has set for you
while I've been asking you
you couldn't see cause you were blind.
I wrote a song for you.
Brother, the music stopped.
Is it true that I'll feel better in a while?
Is it true that you will play your harp again?
Do you remember what I told you on that night
the time we spilled our blood when you got in that fight?
I wrote you my last words
and now you'll hear the birds
cause they will sing a song you like.
Your truth will always hurt.
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