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Like a diamond seeks the light Like a starling to the sky Like a newborn to the breast Like a martyr to the test Like green leaves to the sun, You and I belong A king does to his realm A general to his men A moth does to the flame Or a queen to her domain la, la, laa ! la-la! Like a battered T-shirt, suspended on the washing line, My nerves are wrung Words have never been this difficult to say, I drip-drop to dry in the afternoon sun Moods changing like colours I run There's nowhere to run to, except back to you. Like a diamond seeks to the light Like a starling to the sky Like a newborn to the breast Like a martyr to the test Like green leaves to the sun, Letras de cancionesYou and i belong A king does to his realm, A general to his men, A moth does to the flame Or a queen to her domain Ime fambe, iwe terere (I walk, you follow) Like a drum counts to the time, My heart beats for you Two steps forward - i take two steps back. For you! From Letras Mania