The powers that be
That force us to live like we do
Bring me to my knees
When I see what they've done to you

Artist

Our tale begins with a beautiful dawn over a clearing in Dream Valley forest—the orange rays of the early morning sunrise cause the glistening dew-soaked leaves of the forest canopy to sparkle.

Dawn is a sunrise. We get it.

The conversation turns to where they should explore.

Just. Write. What. They. Are. Saying.

*waves wand*

Now very "union"
becomes "unicorn!"
you are welcome 

European Unicorn

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The Unicorn Jack

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Unicorn of Soviet Socialist Republics

Artist

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Tengo recuerdos de ti / I have memories of you
Dentro de mi corazón / Inside my heart
De aquellos tiempos pasados / From those times gone by
Cuando eras tú mi ilusión / When you were my dream

Illusion is born
The heart is racing
Go away there's no time left

America

Artist

I have loved you, I have grieved
I’m ashamed to admit I no longer believe