As far as you can
Go away from this land.
Feel the wind on your lips,
Listen to the music of trees.
You must leave all your thoughts
In this horrible place
To find the right way
On the earth of my play.
Your pale face is so sad
As the moon in the fog.
I can’t see you like that
And it makes me feel bad.
The sparkling waves
Will move away
These memories
That came again.
I’ll show the way
Through wooden forests
To bring you hope
In future promise.
I am the author of this story,
I lead you to the place of glory
To help to realize your dreams
And to forget all my believes.
The sparkling waves
Will move away
These memories
That came again.
The falling sun
Will take away
My memories
That came again…
As far as
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