Down the Moonlit Road
Riding a troika with bells a-chiming,
In the distance, flickered golden lights.
Oh, if only I could chase behind you,
Ease my heart that's heavy in the night.
Down the moonlit road, so endless, winding,
With a song that soars into the air and rings,
With an old refrain, on strings rewinding,
Haunting me through nights where sorrow clings.
Seems the songs we sang were just illusions,
Nights we burned were scattered in the wind.
If we've left behind the old delusions,
Let those restless nights come to an end.
Down the moonlit road, so endless, winding,
With a song that soars into the air and rings,
With an old refrain, on strings rewinding,
Haunting me through nights where sorrow clings.
Fate has carved a path, new roads are starting,
Destined now to leave the past behind.
Once we rode the troika through the darkness,
But those bells have long been left confined.
Down the moonlit road, so endless, winding,
With a song that soars into the air and rings,
With an old refrain, on strings rewinding,
Haunting me through nights where sorrow clings.
Now, it seems no one will try to save me,
Love long gone will never come again.
If my weary heart should break and fail me,
Take me through the night, to meet my end.
Down the moonlit road, so endless, winding,
With a song that soars into the air and rings,
With an old refrain, on strings rewinding,
Haunting me through nights where sorrow clings.
Riding that troika - faded, fleeting,
Shadows dancing far beyond the trees.
Past the fields of dreams and hope’s soft beating,
Now it's just the bell's ghost melody.
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