Dark Night
Oh dark night such as black ink
We lost our dream, in the path that leads
In a meadow that we never know,
Wherein mountains rise up to skies
And the brook is still and slow;
And beneath the old oak tree
There is a deer wanders
Where the early lilies lean,
In the path that leads nowhere,
In the path we passed through,
Lends us fear and heart of blear,
On the path that leads to nowhere
We have sometimes lost our soul!
Oh dark night ,such as black ink
Oh bewildered paths, in the fog night
return our dream, to us
or returned us, to our dream,
Perhaps the souls that have gone astray
Come back to us.
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