Sandra - Hiroshima

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There's a shadow of a man at Hiroshima, where he'd pass the noon In a wonderland at Hiroshima 'neath the August moon and the world remembers his face remembers the place was here Fly the metal bird to Hiroshima and away your load speak the magic word to Hiroshima let the sky explode and the world remembers your name remembers the flame was here... Hiroshima and the world remembers his name remembers the flame was here... Hiroshima, hiroshima, hiroshima ...

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