Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah

The light mist of passions that come from within
You're coming to play in my backyard
On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind
And the sun drying our clothes on the line

The light mist of passions that come from within
You're coming to play in my backyard
On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind
And the sun drying our clothes on the line

You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs
You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah

The voice of the angel whispered in my ear
I don't doubt, I already hear your signs
That you would come on a Sunday morning
I announce you in the bells of the cathedrals

You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs
You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs

You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs
You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs

You're coming, you're coming
I already hear your signs

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah

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