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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