Below is the lyrics of the song Parachute , artist - The Pretty Things with translation
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The Pretty Things
White ice towers, slow dissolving
Now fall
Below savage moon
Iron cities soon to rust
Warned first by the gathering shadows
They fled
From wide vapour deserts
They turned towards the sea
Pale worn the walking
Pass through concrete glades
Torn shadows, slashed silence
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