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ясно конечно, что эта песня уже супер-пупер мировая, но она несет в себе невероятную ценность и смысл. если предложить некий гимн (хотя слово гимн в данном контексте несколько супер-пупер убого, но других определений я припомнить не могу) планете земля и человечеству в целом (только ли?), я бы поставила эту песню.

We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world