.Well here she comes through the trees
In her saffron robes and dangling beads
She's a special child, touching the Holy Sea
Where White no longer is pure
And Red, the colour of the cure
In San Francisco she lights a flame
And in Brazilian bars they chant his name
She's a s.
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