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Blackmore S Night Village On The Sand

and travel on the seas weathered face and hand He was different than others in my Village on the Sand... He told me of the years he'd spent on the stormy

Time and travel on the seas weathered face and hand He was different than others in my Village on the Sand... He told me of the years he'd spent on the

then on, things were not the same in our village on the sand Na na, na na na na Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand Na na, na na na na Na na