nightwish

Gar tuht river, Ger te rheged

A crow flew to me, kept it’s distance Such a proud creation I saw it’s soul, envied it’s pride But needed nothing it had An owl came to me, old and wise Pierced right through my youth I learned it’s ways, envied it’s sense But needed nothing it had A dove came to me, had […]

A crow flew to me, kept it’s distance
Such a proud creation
I saw it’s soul, envied it’s pride
But needed nothing it had

An owl came to me, old and wise
Pierced right through my youth
I learned it’s ways, envied it’s sense
But needed nothing it had

A dove came to me, had no fear
It rested on my arm
I touched it’s calm, envied it’s love
But needed nothing it had

A swan of white, she came to me
The lake mirrored her beauty sweet
I kissed her neck, adored her grace
But needed nothing she could give

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