Alla inlägg den 11 mars 2011
Let then my soul be free to wander
across those plains forever green
through other worlds as yet unheard of
and by living Man unseen;
from Tir ´na Nog far west of Eirin
to the Elysian Fields of old
where fountains run with amber mead
to make each man a hero bold;
Then onwards to the haunts of Dante
- the Hell he braved in search of love
´cross lakes of Ice where traitors lay
and onwards to the skies above;
where long-lost friends and lovers wait
to once more take my hands
and guide me further on and on
to farther and far stranger lands
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