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The lake of tears
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I stand again by the lake of parting,
Where every bitter echo’s falling.
Here flow the sorrows of endless years,
Unchaining hearts from ancient fears.
A boat drifts through silver light,
Holding the grief of days gone by.
The surface calm, a mirror wide,
Where cosmic darkness lies inside.
Chorus
Through depths of water I gaze below,
And see the traces of ages long ago.
Cities flicker, buried in the silt,
I seek the places where my life was built.
A melody weaves with silent air,
A distant voice is calling somewhere.
Here sorrow fades in sacred peace,
And restless souls at last find release.
Verse 2
Again I came to the lake of sorrow,
Where tears of grief no longer borrow.
From distant worlds flow fear and pain,
In silver waves they drown again.
A melody through mist appears,
The full moon sheds its mournful tears.
The weight of years dissolves away,
Salt water washes the past to gray.
Chorus
Through depths of water I gaze below,
And see the traces of ages long ago.
Cities flicker, buried in the silt,
I seek the places where my life was built.
A melody weaves with silent air,
A distant voice is calling somewhere.
Here sorrow fades in sacred peace,
And restless souls at last find release
Where every bitter echo’s falling.
Here flow the sorrows of endless years,
Unchaining hearts from ancient fears.
A boat drifts through silver light,
Holding the grief of days gone by.
The surface calm, a mirror wide,
Where cosmic darkness lies inside.
Chorus
Through depths of water I gaze below,
And see the traces of ages long ago.
Cities flicker, buried in the silt,
I seek the places where my life was built.
A melody weaves with silent air,
A distant voice is calling somewhere.
Here sorrow fades in sacred peace,
And restless souls at last find release.
Verse 2
Again I came to the lake of sorrow,
Where tears of grief no longer borrow.
From distant worlds flow fear and pain,
In silver waves they drown again.
A melody through mist appears,
The full moon sheds its mournful tears.
The weight of years dissolves away,
Salt water washes the past to gray.
Chorus
Through depths of water I gaze below,
And see the traces of ages long ago.
Cities flicker, buried in the silt,
I seek the places where my life was built.
A melody weaves with silent air,
A distant voice is calling somewhere.
Here sorrow fades in sacred peace,
And restless souls at last find release
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