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At the gates of paradise
There we stand and throw the dice
For the dream of happiness
Never stops to entice.

There’s the point where we return
Just to show how much we yearn
For a glimpse behind the gates
We believe that still waits!

As we make our clever schemes
Or we chase the secret dreams
Planning crimes and getting old
One thing we really need to hold!

At the gates of paradise
Our troubled species cries
Sharing hope, hiding fear
For the reason is clear:

We’re defining right and wrong
Storming skies, as we are strong
Yet we hope our tears will dry
On the day when we die.

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