This is an invitation To the land of imagination The mountains burst into song And the trees clap their hands The blind can see The lame can walk The presence of the Lord fills the land As the waters cover the see It is not in the sky Not beyond the see It is here, very close to you In your mouth and in your heart Bridge ((I'm finding my way)2 to my home land)2أحبك يارب يا قوتي هأفضل أرنم وأرفع صوتي km yḥlw ly Faingana, ry Mpanjaka! I Hans død og oppstandelse Ту хаёт хасти Królu mój, Królu chwały В мраке греховном здесь вся земля موسيقي - أعطي جمالاً rby sbyt qlby
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