The Barbarians are coming
I wonder what we will do?
Will there be time left for reflection ,
What can we do ?
I'll say a prayer , for everyone one here , who cares what tomorrow brings ,
I'll keep on loving you .
The snow on the mountain tops , signifies the day
I'll look for El Dorado in some other way ,
Don't cry for me baby , I've come this way before
The night is the one thing I don't understand
So bring on the Babarians , lets see where we stand .
My face is emblazoned across the restless sky
I'll look for you in the morning , with one apple pie
You mean to come near me , to see if I can die
But don't cry for me baby , I know the way back .
You think I know the way back .
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