Louisa John-Krol - Dunsany's Hope | Текст песни

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• Dunsany's Hope

I
I've been hovering near the border
drawn by Memory and Sound
Ever near the Dreaming, calling Elfland:
Alam Al-Mithal, Alam Al-Mithal, the Wind and Tallow

II
Like a child with a treasure
but no age nor wisdom to protect it -
Rare as coral it was stolen,
painted like a clown, abused and broken

Chorus
Now I hear and I obey! (the fear is at bay, the fear is at bay)
For I catch the glimpses fey! (be not afraid, they say be not afraid)
I'll prepare to make my way! (the past is away, the past is away)
Oh those hills have called me long and I must answer....

III
Never far from the border,
though the Realms are ebbing, still they hold me -
Alam Al-Mithal, Alam Al-Mithal, the Dream is over.

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