| Lost in memories of innocence I find myself amazed, trembling
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| Directing glances to the setting sun, to the golden plain below
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| The sea of green branches off the plain into an endless form of grace
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| (Mirroring the skies)
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| I leave the legs twirling long the grade, into the dawn and beyond
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| In the middle of the green sea laid my secret embrace
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| The little piece of heaven roofed by branches was my own place
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| My home, where I could dream and hide
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| Now I’m leaving all behind, I summon the dawn light
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| Inside, to become a new myself for one day
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| Leave my hands and let me go, I’m going with the flow
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| Afar, where neverending fairies still live on
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| I don’t recall how I found myself in my realm on that summer night
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| Scents of distant oceans and storms approaching from the deep skyline
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| The aery figure emerged from the logs and spoke to me with bereavement
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| (Live your final breath)
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| I reflect my eyes into her eyes, I cherished them one last time
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| The pattern of the stars above was my final witness and judge
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| That little piece of haven has engraved my name on the sky
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| Below a dome of crimson lights
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| Now I’m leaving all behind, I summon the dawn light
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| Inside, to become a new myself for one day
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| Leave my hands and let me go, I’m going with the flow
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| Afar, where neverending fairies still live on and on
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| Now that I left all behind, that secret kept inside
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| It vanishes like the scent of a dreamy last night
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| I have left Celeste skies, like razor-cutting sighs
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| Between stay and riding on the tides
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| Blossom summer flames and fires or lost in foggy pyres
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| Look back, the universe is just a fleck of dust blown away |