| Too soon it came, I had to leave my land
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| My mystic woods, the hills and the fields
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| I had to leave, my beloved one
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| I couldn’t ride to the forest again
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| My dream, I’ll come to you
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| Someday in these years
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| With the wind I will come
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| When you gave up to cry
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| My dear, here I swear
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| I’ll appear in the night
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| No one will see me come
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| In the weakest moonlight…
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| Last night, I saw the silver moon
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| Sleeping in an amber coloured sky
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| I craved but knew I had to leave
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| When I glanced, I swore by my tears
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| When I rode no one saw me crying
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| For a dream I always should live
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| In thoughts I am with every single step
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| A thought soon becomes a tear
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| My dream, I’ll come to you
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| Someday in these years
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| With the wind I will come
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| When you gave up to cry
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| My dear, here I swear
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| I’ll appear in the night
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| No one will see me come
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| In the weakest moonlight…
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| My dream, I’ll come to you
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| Someday in these years
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| With the wind I will come
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| When you gave up to cry
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| My dear, here I swear
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| I’ll appear in the night
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| No one will see me come
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| In the weakest moonlight…
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| My dream, I’ll come to you
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| Someday in these years
|
| With the wind I will come
|
| When you gave up to cry
|
| My dear, here I swear
|
| I’ll appear in the night
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| No one will see me come
|
| In the weakest moonlight…
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| My dream, I’ll come to you
|
| Someday in these years
|
| With the wind I will come
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| When you gave up to cry
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| My dear, here I swear
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| I’ll appear in the night
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| No one will see me come
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| In the weakest moonlight… |