Which Fire Is Eternal
I loved you once long ago
Your long golden braids catching the snow
We held hands together as one
Our bond bright as the summer sun
Our time together was short it was the first day of May
We believed in the old ways' and they took you away
Many years have passed and I am old and grey
I hear your voice when the trees' softly sway
In another life you stood up for what you believed
I will meet you again someday past the ninth wave over the sea
Our hands joined together again as one we shall be
For a rose in a cornfield is always' a weed
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