الكلمات الأصلية
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Running away out of the light
Thoughts fulfilled by great desire
The cage around is holding me back
The shining moon spends all the fire
Nothing but my loughing heart
Strolling through the ambrosial fields
Colours turn to grey and black
And noises disappear
Take my hand and join my side
Join me in the dark
Where dreams come true, where lights turn low
And sweetest wind may blow
Shining tears, floating far above
Around the gleaming one
Feel the ground, the mossy path
Gliding so far, far away
