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A sting of Fire and eyes of bliss Oh, how I long for that crimson kiss Winter I spent in frost and pain missing the touch of Aslan´s mane You flicker of Light on the mountain peak Are you the warmth I so urgently seek? The glow of Green and rivers Blue Fight to meet you through and through I patiently wait for song and Gloom And radiant flowers in constant Bloom So let me slumber in fields of Gold and dream of Love so ancient and old Though rust and Copper claims your child and I face Cold and Winters wild Where Darkness reigns and Courage fall and frost and shadow swallow All I gently rise above the meek And recall your kiss upon my cheek.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
Eva
A sting of Fire and eyes of bliss Oh, how I long for that crimson kiss Winter I spent in frost and pain missing the touch of Aslan´s mane You flicker of Light on the mountain peak Are you the warmth I so urgently seek? The glow of Green and rivers Blue Fight to meet you through and through I patiently wait for song and Gloom And radiant flowers in constant Bloom So let me slumber in fields of Gold and dream of Love so ancient and old Though rust and Copper claims your child and I face Cold and Winters wild Where Darkness reigns and Courage fall and frost and shadow swallow All I gently rise above the meek And recall your kiss upon my cheek.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
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