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We run naked through woods The torches Gleam in the speckled night We commit our bodies to the water One at a time Tie the artist to the cross But I warn you A kiss could free the man Though we sing in a canefree alamdon It is us who will be drowned This is the night This is the night This is the night When everybody must love We run naked through woods The torches Gleam in the speckled night We commit our bodies to the water One at a time This is the night This is the night This is the night When everybody must love From Letras Mania