when you are here, the fancy lark
of happiness sings in my soul, and rays of sun
devour the ice and kill the dark
that devastates me. Be the one
with me forever, by my back,
giving light and killing all the black
together with my strongest Lord
and my angel's sharped sword.
I hope for You, and do believe in You
But only Lord will always be behind
me and my troubles, so there my peace I find,
So there love finds love true.
So there love finds love true
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