Morning and the start of the day
and I leave my home.
My heart is grieving
and my youth is long past.
Chorus:
Night and I am alone.
Endless deep black skies.
Recollecting the days that were
carefree and happy
I listen to the wind.
Great loneliness, forever, and ever.
The end of the great journey,
I am sad, sorrowful, and broken.
After me, there will be nothing more,
but, it is our fate, children.
Chorus
Long ago was the day
that I left my home.
There is no joy in my life.
Nothing is left except the dead. |
Enya:
Enya:
Adele:
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