27 Ağustos 2005 Cumartesi


When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of dark,
At the end of a storm,
There's a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of a lark,
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Through your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on, Walk on,
With hope in your hearth,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

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