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♪ Bright morning stars are rising, bright morning stars are rising.
Bright morning stars are rising, there is a breaking in my soul.
And where are our dear fathers? Oh, where are our dear fathers?
They're down in the valley of praying, there is a breaking in my soul.
And where are our dear mothers? Oh, where are our dear mothers?
They've gone up to heaven a shouting, there is a breaking in my soul.
And where are our dear sons? Oh, where are our dear sons?
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♪ Bright morning stars are rising, bright morning stars are rising.
Bright morning stars are rising, there is a breaking in my soul.
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