Sunday, August 17, 2008

To thee Motherland

Move o gentle wind,
move from the west,
and bring my motherland here tonight!

Ah this sky glitters so bright,
and the moment seems almost right,
I feel i'm just home again,
so move o gentle wind,
move from the east,
and bring her here tonight!

Fifty months since i had to leave,
how lonely it is for me to live,
away from those golden fields!
So move o gentle wind,
move from the east,
and bring her here tonight!

Her that sweet smile's shadow,
will light up this dark meadow,
and for a while i would breathe free.
So move o gentle wind,
move from the east,
and bring her here tonight!

Bring along a small thundering cloud,
that rains out aloud and loud,
in this forest of glass and pain.
So move o gentle wind,
move from the east,
and bring her here tonight!

And gather the smell of those roses,
take the path that my mother choses,
coz nothing on the way you'd lose!
So move o gentle wind,
move from the east,
and bring her here tonight!

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