Only the glow of the morning will touch the forests -
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Voices will sound that call for a long journey.
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Split the sky in half in the distance,
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The distance sparkles, which fills the chest with longing.
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Without saying goodbye, I’ll leave through the cold dew,
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By native grass, which has been faithful since childhood.
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Far from home along the streams, lead over the hills,
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Lead me!
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Light the way with lightning, don't forget - remember!..
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I'll be there - know ...
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Among the birds...
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Bird flocks…
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In my beloved land, I will leave at dawn ...
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I am no more, but my sun is with me, my light.
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I raise my eyes to the endless river
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In star milk that a child has been drinking since childhood.
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Remembering your tenderness, I left my mark,
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Find my light that I lit for you!
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Far from home along the streams, lead over the hills!
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Lead me!
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Light the way with lightning, don't forget - remember...
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I'll be there - know ...
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Among the birds...
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Bird flocks…
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I am in the waters of bold rivers,
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I am in the juices of ripe herbs,
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I am in the secrets of the darkness of nights,
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I am in the rustle of oak forests,
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Sparkling snow in the mountains
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I am in the golden stacks of fields...
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Look for my heat in the shadow of the lakes,
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Where the shore erased the moon's fire,
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Hear me, I'm on high
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I bring you silence through the night
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My love
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My love… |