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Fabian Christ


Free Member, München

A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall

And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son ?
And what'll you do now my darling young one ?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my songs well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
(Bob Dylan)

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Category Travel
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Camera Canon EOS 5D Mark II
Lens Canon EF 55-200mm f/4.5-5.6 II USM
Aperture 5.6
Exposure time 1/100
Focus length 200.0 mm
ISO 100