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Man of dreams,are you as you seem?Are you the chosen one?The beloved son?Binding sheaves,you were released.And you were lifted highabove your brother's eyes.But oh, no, they don't wantto give you that. They knowyou are of a mindto act. The favor of oldis like a robe of gold,and you'll learn how to losewhat you hold. Another dream:this time you've seenthat you're the king of the sky,the Sun and Moon know why.Letras de cancionesEleven stars know who they are,but they will not comply.With hatred in their eyes,they'll throw you downinto a well to die. Jealous,they were carrying their line.Covered your robe in the bloodof a goat, and you'll learnthat you reap what you sow.Sold as a slave,well on your wayto the good life.Handsome and stayed,you caught the eyeof a good wife. You ran away, but you left your clothesfor a good lie.Who are your friends,and what are your sins,that you should die?Back in the hole,you have been toldof a budding vine.Grapes are in supply.Another friend, the Baker,has dreamt of cakes piledon his head, but then the birdsflew in. In three days Pharoahnow is gonna lift you high.But you'll hang. Birds will eat youalive. In due time, he will needyour mind, and you'll learnwhat you hold is a gift.Out of the Nile, seven cows.They are in their prime:Food is in supply.Seven again, hungryand thin: to eat the fat alive,to eat a troubled mind.Pharoah now is gonna pullyou out. He hopes youare of a magic mouth.The story you told is wortha ring of gold. And you knowthat you are not your own.The one who was soldis the promise of old.Though you have not a home,you abide. From Letras Mania