Letra de The Mountain
Krallice
The Mountain
Krallice
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Krallice
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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
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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