.Unruly type of sun, willing to spare no one.
From the plains up to the peaks,
This heat's stealing faith from the weak.
Amidst the burning breeze,
From the ground up through the trees.
I hear the birds complain about the lack of the rain.
And it's not the same life,
.
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