Elven TearsI am sitting hidden at the foot of an oak,Songs strike up longing, flying sadly with the wind.Swing themselves on a cloud, floating in the wide world,Looking for a human who is imprisoned by a dream.Penetrate his soul to allay softly the sorrow,Want to take all pain with them into eternity.Rain falls from the dark sky and I am weeping silently,Because the way to my soul is misplaced for all time.I open my eyes, extinguished is the starlight,Quiet my songs die away. Sadness fulfils my existence.Feeling the wind like a warm breath that embraces me,Hoping that one day it will bring back all the stars.Comforted by the moon
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