And when the tears will fill your eyes, I'll dry your silver eyes.
'cos I'm looking around hunting for a reindeer.
Oh little Sun you must born every day,
and die every single night.
And my spirit's crying for leaving,
when the moonlight is coming
and a breath of fire became fresh water snow.
I can dance in circle and she sings with me,
a lovely song between angels,
who are around the centre of the world.
The trees pour white flowers,
spread twilight on my sunset,
and a breeze scare the demons on my mind.
If you are dreaming I assure you,
neither the wind can stop,
a Spiral's sense sparks bright in my mind.
And my spirit's crying for leaving,
when the moonlight is coming
and a breath of fire became fresh water snow.
I can dance in circle and she sings with me,
a lovely song between angels,
who are around the centre of the world.

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