As I sail away,
With the sun setting behind me
I wonder, whether every bird
Could find its nest
Back on the branches,
where they had left it
I wonder,
Tomorrow, will the lost song
Of the shephard’s flute
Find a melody once again
Will tomorrow, once again, the sun
Wipe away the cloud of doubt
Will the shore
Again call for me
Will the morning tide
In its silence
Again wait for me
Tomorrow, as the sun rises again
Will I return home
To sing my song once more
To sing my song once more......
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