Texty písní John Denver Whose Garden Was This? Tremble If You Must

Tremble If You Must

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So tremble if you must.
For the dust is still breathing.
And the trees are just the leaves
On a big breathing globe.
And there's life in the rocks.
And the seashells are listening
To the sounds of the sands
As it rests on its way.
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