| As I go down along the mystic path
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| I see fireflies reaching for the stars
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| Dreamy mist below the forests leaves
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| Sweeps away my darkest of dreams
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| The elder trees are awaiting my call
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| They open the ground, in sleep now I fall.
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| Inside the woods with the fairy name
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| Sits mother Gaia alone with her pain
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| Whispering the poem of wretched dreams
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| Hyperion’s gone, the sun is in tears.
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| «Mother, are you there? |
| The moon and the sun are my gift to you,
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| shed the pain and bring forth the light.»
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| Above the gloomy and sparkling flowers
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| Rests a beauty with heart cold and sour,
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| Her soul has been taken a long long time ago
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| Faustus himself, is dead and no more.
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| «Spirits of the woods, come to me and take my breath and light the sky,
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| forever night.» |