Is what moves the sky and mountains
Its can cure, any wound that I feel
Made me strong, even in the storm
I know that it’s what I need
People don’t believe
But I can see, the power that it has on me
Is like the blood in arteries, taking air to skin
While our body lives
Sunday, monday and every day
And no matter what I do, but I need to say
Just you, just you
Just you, bring me the luck
Just you, just you
Just you, bring me the luck
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