| I close my eyes, the lantern dies
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| The scent of awakening, wild honey and dew
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| Childhood games, woods and lakes
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| Streams of silver, toys of olden days
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| The flowers of wonder and the hidden treasures
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| In the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven
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| A five-year-old winter heart in a place called home
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| Sailing the waves of past
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Rocking chair without a dreamer
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| A wooden swing without laughter
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| Sandbox without toy soldiers
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| Yuletide without the flight
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| Dreambound for life
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| Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
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| Until I see the first star of fall
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| I fall asleep and see it all:
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| Mother’s care and colour of the kites
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven
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| Meadows of Heaven |