Krallice
Krallice - The Mountain lyrics
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The soul tries out a thousand cures, in vain; Since I was taken from my early road, Vainly it worries how it can return. The sea and the mountains, and the fire and the sword, All these together, I live in their midst. The mountain, he'll not leave me, who has seized My intellect, and taken away my reason.
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