Over the valleys deep.
They are lost again.
They traced the desert ways.
They are lost again.
Captured in the desert wild.
A crouching lion lay.
Please weep not for the maid.
Your Lyca lies deep asleep.
A spirit armed in gold.
Lost again.
Flowed his golden hair.
Lost again.
Gone was all their care.
Lost again.
Lost again.
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