Through restless dreams I walk;
Through endless fields of mist.
And still I have not found,
My love I've never kissed.
This dream I'm bound to wander,
With patience, that awful virtue.
No peace will ease my mind,
'Til I find that road to you
Through restless dreams I walk; Through endless fields of mist. And still I have not found, My love I've never kissed. This dream I'm bound to wander, With patience, that awful virtue. No peace will ease my mind, 'Til I find that road to you |
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