Tell me white dove where will I find the olive tree?
For just one branch I'd search my whole life through
I've heard them say a greener land is waiting there
Where people wake and find their dreams come true.
High flying dove please lead me and I'll follow you
Above the clouds beyond the stormy sea
I long to share a world of sweet contentment there
In that bright land where grows the olive tree.
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A saudade do grupo The Seekers e de Judith Durham, num poema-monólogo escrito por Charlie Chaplin.
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