A minute in heaven
Our wide-world, is not wide enough,
to put the heaven inside the place.
Heaven became a stolen gift,
man-king has stolen this mass.
If you want a golden ticket,
to arrive this magic place.
You have to lose something else,
and there is no "else"
What wouldn't I give,
for a minute in heaven.
What wouldn't I do,
to be there for a while.
Forget my troubels for a moment,
what would you?
What would you do for a minute in heaven?
Our wide-world, is not wide enough,
to put the hell inside the place.
Hell became a stolen splint,
man-king has stolen this mass.
If you want to avoid of been there,
you have to aiming high.
Looking high above and do what,
the people set before we were born, you and I.
What wouldn't I give,
for a minute in heaven.
What wouldn't I do,
to be there for a while.
Forget my troubels for a moment,
what would you?
What would you do for a minute in heaven?
What wouldn't I give,
for a minute in heaven.
What wouldn't I do,
to be there for a while.
Forget my troubels for a moment,
what would you?
What would you do for a minute in heaven?
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