Ezekielen prophezia
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Ezekiel's Prophecy
He walks behind the desert dunes
All the blue holes unable to be crossed
And thanks to the rain caller, he lives
He saw the burning wheels
They have been sharpened, they have been loved
And they are found in a distant place
He walks behind the desert dunes
All the blue holes unable to be crossed
And thanks to the rain caller, he lives
He saw the burning wheels
They have been sharpened, they have been loved
And they are found in a distant place
Without getting confused to sing out of tune
Already holding an old man's appearance
You have 'sprayed' the wall of the night
Seventeen years
Seventeen white are you Ezekiel
Ezekiel, mercury of mingotz
You are a short ether
You are a single thread
Forever
He walks behind the desert dunes
All the blue holes unable to be crossed
And thanks to the rain caller, he lives
