Here, my days descend, here dawns the light,
Here death and birth entwined, temple and shrine,
Here, my days descend, here dawns the light,
Here death and birth entwined, temple and shrine.
You slumber deep within my dreams,
You weep within my silent streams,
A whispered echo in my thought,
Though absent, still, you ever seem.
Reward you are for every ache,
From my heart, never depart,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
Embrace me, lanes, your winding lanes,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
They torment me, your winding lanes.
What bond is ours, a mystery untold,
Faceless, yet a love of depth so bold,
These moments, silken, delicate,
May they not vanish, lost and cold.
Let caravan of time be still,
From this moment, never depart,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
Embrace me, lanes, your winding lanes,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
They torment me, your winding lanes,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
Embrace me, lanes, your winding lanes,
Your lanes, those lanes, your winding lanes,
They torment me, your winding lanes,
Lanes, lanes, lanes, lanes, lanes,
Lanes, lanes, lanes, lanes, lanes.
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