Lyrics:
On the golden beach
With the silver moonlight.
Looking for traces of the past
Lost in the past
Looking for traces of the past
Lost in the past
Traces of the past have been lost.
well
Where are you hiding?
The girl who turned her back on me
Where are you hiding?
The girl who turned her back on me
Traces of the past have been lost.
well
Where are you hiding?
The girl who turned her back on me
Where are you hiding?
The girl who turned her back on me
I am riding a horse.
Fly like an arrow
Fly, fly, my horse
The direction she went.
Fly, fly, my horse
The direction she went.
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