| It took me years but then we finally
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| Had a time and place to meet
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| She looked a whole lot like her mother
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| If she was who she claimed to be
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| But I had my doubts as I walked
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| Out of the airport to my car
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| Then I watched all Buenos Aires melting
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| Through the rain pelting the glass
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| And oh, Maria
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| As a child I loved you most
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| Oh, Maria
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| I’m not so stubborn now, not even close
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| I knocked, she led me up
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| She filled a kettle in the sink
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| Told me her mother bought the place
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| After she got out of Berlin
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| She weren’t staying to thank no Russian tank
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| None of her sisters got away
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| Some wound up turned into lampshades
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| While the rest burned at the stake
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| But Maria with her iron cross
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| Had fled into the sky
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| She reached the old Chilean border
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| Wrapped in a deerskin with her child
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| But oh, Maria
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| I thought that you could read my mind
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| Oh, Maria
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| I’m no reporter, you have no child
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| You see, what I’m sayin'
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| Is Maria’s here with us now
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| And that’s 'cause she is you
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| And you will live forever
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| And it’s too late to know
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| If the rest is lies or truth
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| But I do know you’re proof
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| That there’s no God in heaven
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| Oh, Maria
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| Who vanished without trace
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| Is now sat face to face
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| With someone who remembers
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| Oh, Maria
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| Is it a blessing or a curse
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| How all your men die with the Earth
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| And yet your life is endless?
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| Oh, Maria
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| My work will set you free
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| It’s like a gift from you to me
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| By way of deception
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| And you can run
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| But you’ll never get away
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| So if you’re gonna make your play
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| The time is now or never |