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Lyrics (Bogdan Vera) [Bogdan] Approaching fast now, But slowing in the end, Space folds around us, Yelding to our command. I see my home now, A precious sphere of blue I'm about to smell the grass And stand upon the sand. [Ashavari] Our journey's coming to an end The weave of stars we've learned to bend. [Bogdan] We're in orbit now And I marvel at the clouds It's the end of the 28th century. We ship descends I glide upon the wind There are no more tears to shed.