| Around the begging nets from Luossa, all the people sat in a circle
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| And at the fire they heard his song
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| And about beggars and vgmn and about wonderful things
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| And about his longing he sang all night long
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| There is something beyond the mountains, beyond the flowers and the song
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| There's something behind the stars, behind my hot heart
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| Hren - something gare and whispers, gare and entices me and prays:
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| "Come to us, for this earth is not your kingdom
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| I've been listening to the quiet breezes towards the beach
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| I have dreamed about the rest of the wild seas
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| And in the spirit I have hurried to the formal lands
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| Dare the craziest we could be forgotten
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| To a wild and eternal longing we were born of pale mothers
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| From the birth of worry came the first moaning sound
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| We were thrown on mountains and there was no danger of tumbling and playing
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| And we played lg and lion, butterfly, beggar and god
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| I sat quietly by her side, she, whose heart was like mine
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| She saved with soft hands mt vrt bo
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| I heard my heart cry, what you give is not yours
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| And I was led away by the Spirit to sow
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| What I love, it's beyond and hidden in the dark distance
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| And my right path is high and wonderful
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| And I am enticed in the midst of the alarm to pray to the Lord:
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| "Take away all the earth, I want what no one, no one has!"
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| Follow me brother, beyond the mountains, with the still cool rivers
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| Dare all the sea falls asleep slowly within rock-encircled bed
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| Ngonstdes beyond heaven are my home, I have my mother
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| In the middle of golden mist in a rose cloak dressed
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| M the black salty water cool cheeks feverish
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| May we be miles from life before the morning is full!
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| Not of this world was I and wickedly abominable
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| Let me risk my worries, disbelief, and the sake of my hot love
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| At a seaside beach, a port of roses heavy stares
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| Dare I rest rotten wrecks and the tired mn f ro
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| Never hear loud songs like violin echoes sing
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| Under vaults dare forever young children of bliss live |