As I stand on the hilltops Gazing deep down the valleys I behold you The dwarf but bravest of all Though amidst thorns and giants Your branch produces the best...
When the sun’s set to shine When the birds are Out of their nest When all you’ve wished Is to become the best There’s always a hand That never changes....
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