Sorg Uten Tеrer - Whispers of the Muse | Текст песни

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I have met her
in a dream I had
twenty springs ago
and every night since then

she is timeless
with fair blond hair
as tall as I am
eyes as warm as her smile

sometimes she runs
and I have to chase

through the scenes of my
wild and endless dreams

sometimes she sings
songs that I would write
words that I would say
when I wake up next day

To see my dreamborn muse
I sleep with an excuse
I despise the sun
And morning with all my heart

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