Man has the fields of heaven
But soulless a faery dies
As a leaf that is old and withered
And cold when the winter winds arise
Soon shall our wings be stilled
And our laughter over and done
So let us dance on the waves
Let us dance in the sun
Soon shall our wings be stilled
And our laughter over and done
So let us dance on the waves
Let us dance in the sun
But soulless a faery dies
As a leaf that is old and withered
And cold when the winter winds arise
Soon shall our wings be stilled
And our laughter over and done
So let us dance on the waves
Let us dance in the sun
Soon shall our wings be stilled
And our laughter over and done
So let us dance on the waves
Let us dance in the sun
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