The Golden Bough

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My longing heart Is filled with lights With lost bells With silver spires and stars And I will wander very far Farther than those hills Farther than the moon To beg the Lord "Grant me the Golden Bough" To give back the soul I had When I was a child Ripened with legends With a blossom crown And a wooden sword And thousand dreams Still to be dreamt

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