Misty Mountain (MapulemlaCImsong)



Misty Mountain


Come atop the misty mountain

Caress the sky with your fingers

Listen to the gentle breeze whisper Your name,hauntingly beautiful

You'd weep with sweet ache


My soul shall,as an eagle

Hover above you

Meet me straight in the eye

Waver not,the moment is here


You've mourned ages for me

Wasting your tears and youth

Gone is our love,never forgotten,

Lost is my mortal life,never regained


So atop the misty mountain

Set your shackles free

And my soul with lighter wings

Shall,to greater heights soar.

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