| Give me strengh to call you over the tide
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| Let the winters grip, not enter your life
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| For the spring is long away and the cold
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| Holds my heart and watches me growing old
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| We were dancing shadows in the night
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| Calm and cool the substance of your skin
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| Breathless figures moving under the dark
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| Then I felt with winter’s breath the distance begin
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| When the sun is alight on the hills
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| I’ll return to my love with the summer breeze
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| Out of the cold, out of the cold
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| Weariness, it forms each step I must take
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| I must search so far that I am blind
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| Still I walk the path that I must tread
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| For I know I’ll find the love that I left behind
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| When the icy rivers fall into flood
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| When the sun ignites the life of the world
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| Then I pray my journey will be ending
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| Then I hope I’ll find the end of the road
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| When the sun is alight on the hills
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| I’ll return to my love with the summer breeze
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| Out of the cold, out of the cold
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| I must wander on (must wander on)
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| Use my strengh and will (my strengh and will)
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| For my love is gone (my love is gone)
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| And my heart is still |