Returning from Greece
I sat by an angel from east
He brought forth what's purest in me
Thank you for this day of grace
Walk on icy shores
Look east once more
Perhaps we were friends
Perhaps I am lost at sea
My voyage won't end
I lay here alone
Behind this stone
These statues are friends
These statues so cold hold me
In land of the dead
Your soul full of colors of the sun over Kashmir
Were you sent by the gods?
I miss this old friend
Pure love you send
Holy shrine of grace
Holy shrine of love you send
In land of Kulu
It's time to find home
Rollaway this stone
To love life again
Love like when I was young
A new day begins
Your soul full of colors of the sun over Kashmir
Were you sent by the gods?
Returning to Greece
A circle of light from the east
Here am I, what's purest in me
Sing with my saving grace
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