New Land
de Robert F. Kennedy
Pedras me lançaram, fui chicoteado
Depois numa cruz, eu fui colocado
Tudo por amor, por amor a ti
Não pensei em mim
Te amar, te amei
Pra salvar você
Morri ali pra que hoje
Você estivesse aqui. Oh, oh, oh
Pedras me lançaram, fui chicoteado
Depois numa cruz, eu fui colocado
Tudo por amor, por amor a ti
Não pensei em mim
Te amar, te amei
Pra salvar você
Morri ali pra que hoje
Você estivesse aqui
Te amar, eu te amei
Pra salvar você
Morri ali pra que hoje
Você estivesse aqui
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University of Kansas - 3/18/1968
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Each Feather a Blade
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House of Eternal Hunt
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Wild, Hungry Eyes
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Feed
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For the Swarm
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To Deaf Ears
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Fiddler's Farewell
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One More Hill
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In the Deep
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Black Waters
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