Lyrics:

Where forest stream went through the wood
And silent all the stens there stood
Of tall trees, moveless, hanging dark
With mottled shadows on their bark
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No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies
[02:44.870]
No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies
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As faint as deepest sleeper's breath
An echo came as cold as death
Long are the paths, of shadow made
Where no foot's print is ever laid
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No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies
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No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies
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Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay
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Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay
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No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies
[08:59.812]
No moon is there, no voice, no sound
Of beating heart; a sigh profound
Once in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it lies
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Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay
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Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay
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Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay
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Upon the plain, there rushed forth and high
Shadows at dead end of night and mirrored in the sky
Far far away beyond might of day
And there lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay
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