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Fly Eagles fly, Eagles proud they die
It was Spring, on his field, the year was awake
Near the edge, of the sea, cons earned, with it self
A farmer, was ploughing
His field, the whole pageantry
Of the year was awake, awake, tinging near
I am sweating, in the Sun
The Sun, the Sun, is hot
See my wings, the wax is hot
Melting, melting, Aahh
Fly high, to the clouds, fly touch the Sun
Fly high, touch the Sky
You better fly - NO
You better fly - NO
You better fly - NO
Yes, I 'll fly
Now I, realize, the coast, is far away
And I dive, hear my splash, I am, drowning
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Christos Kagioglidis
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