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George Baker Selection - O La Paloma Blanca When the sun shines on the mountains and the night is on the run, itīs a new day,itīs a new way,and I fly up to the sun.I can feel the morning sunlight.I can smell the new-morn hay.I can hear Godīs voices callingof my golden skylight way. O la paloma blanca, Iīm just a bird in the sky.O la paloma blanca, over the mountains I fly. Yes, no one can take my freedom away. Once I had my share of losing, once they locked me on a chain. Yes, they tried to break my power. Oh I still can feel the pain. O la paloma blanca, Iīm just a bird in the sky. O la paloma blanca, over the mountains I fly. Yes, no one can take my freedom away. |
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