Thunderbird

In the whitest white house, in the house made of the dawn
 In the reddest red house, the house of evening light
 In the blackest black house, you purify the day,
 you're soaring through the night,
 you're soaring through the night
 Storms forming as the great bird flies
 Stirring her winds of the world
 Watch lightning flashing from her eyes
 Your fearsome form dominates the skies
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 Thunderbird
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 Residing on the mountaintop
 Wings soaring through the night
 Born of the condor I control the rain
 Faithful servant to the sky
 Purify the day, soaring through the night
 Purify the day, soaring through the night
 In the house made of the dawn, in the house of evening light
 In the house made of the dawn, the house of evening light
 You purify the day, you're soaring through the night
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 Thunderbird
 Thunderbird
 Thunderbird
 Thunderbird
 In forests and fields, in rivers and from ponds, all that have webs, cloven footed ones.
 To the Grand Ark, together friendly came, whose several species were to everlong to name.
 Thunderbird
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