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Şarkı Sözleri In pencil lines of ages past, Idea maps were being drawn Over the world. Storytime in your wildest mind. What a wonderful Magic animal. Mother to child, Singing a long song. Set sail, seaworthy vessel. Fill your holds with the sound Of daughters and sons Wagging their tongues. Written down in ink so clear, Voices of a yesteryear. Dreams are whispered in an ear.