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La letra de la cancion A Sort Of Homecoming de U2 And you know its time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Across the fields of mourning Light in the distance And you hunger for the time Time to heal, desire, time And your earth moves beneath Your own dream landscape Oh, oh, oh... On borderland we run... Ill be there Ill be there... Tonight A high road A high road out from here The city walls are all pulled down The dust, a smoke screen all around See faces ploughed like fields that once Gave no resistance And we live by the side of the road On the side of a hill As the valley explode Dislocated, suffocated The land grows weary of its own Oh, oh, oh...on borderland we run... And still we run We run and dont look back Ill be there Ill be there Tonight Tonight Ill be there tonight...I believe Ill be there...somehow Ill be there...tonight Tonight The wind will crack in winter time This bomb-blast lightning waltz No spoken words, just a scream... Tonight well build a bridge Across the sea and land See the sky, the burning rain She will die and live again Tonight And your heart beats so slow Through the rain and fallen snow Across the fields of mourning Lights in the distance Oh dont sorrow, no dont weep For tonight, at last I am coming home I am coming home Las
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