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This light hurts my eyes here in this tunnel where the choir still sings
so early I learned how fragile happiness is how it does not last long
I need to know why so long ago you didn't come back
Soon I lost my way the easy path sloped towards the bend
Take me to where he is stream be open before the oar
Take me to where he is Ferryman, hear this wish of mine
Take me to where he is
to the dark stream
please, take me to him again
below the ground and waters the girl rows
and in dead languages she sings
below the ground and waters the girl rows
it is a serene and calm stream
Take me to where he is stream be open before the oar
Take me to where he is Ferryman, hear this wish of mine
Take me to where he is
to the dark stream
please, take me to him again