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March of the Silver Stars
I cry and pray all on my knee
That white and black as you can see
Should live and sing as we do now
In peace and love and for you all
Comme and a hear the Silver stars
In all those streets and all those bars
They play for you, for rich and pour
For everyone, a great bonjour
If we all Reach out one?s hand
Than we will live in peace and love
Just like those Silver stars above
Black and white goes hand in hand
to show the world how it should be
so like those colors you now can see
