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Miten niin jää vaivaamaan tällaiset asiat? Pakko oli hakea lyriikat, kun pääsin netin ääreen (tosin halusin välttämättä kuunnella trubaduurien feivoritbiisiä, koska sitä ei koskaan kukaan pyydä):

"I hear the drums echoing tonight,
but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation.
She's coming in 12:30 flight.
The moonlit wings reflect the stars
that guide me towards salvation.

I stopped an old man along the way
hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies.
He turned to me as if to say
"hurry boy, it's waiting there for you".

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you.
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do.
I bless the rains down in Africa.
Gonna take some time to do the things we never have.

The wild dogs cry out in the night
as they grow restless longing for some solitary company.
I know that I must do what's right
as sure as Kilimanjaro rises as like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside,
frightened of this thing that I've become.

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you."

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"Mä haluaisin sellaisia tupakoita, joiden askin kyljessä varoitetaan siittiöiden vahingoittumisesta."