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Wretched is my lot here, mirthless is my fate<br />Alone to face the cruel winters, endure the dreary cold<br />What is there to hope for, what is there to seek<br />For this forsaken child, for this forlorn son<br />Whose sins am I now atoning for?<br />Whose lapses am I forced to undo?<br /><br />So echoes my tune through these darkling shaws<br />Above the frozen streams resounds my song<br />Only these sullen trees will hearken to me<br />Only snow-bound hills ever hear my call<br />What is there to hope for, what is there to seek<br />For this forsaken child, for this forlorn son<br /><br />For this embittered man, for this grim castaway<br />Solace I find in the light of the pale moon<br />My comfort in the night the murmur of the trees<br />Now I set forth without ever glancing back<br />It is time to make my own way through the dusk
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Wretched is my lot here, mirthless is my fate<br />Alone to face the cruel winters, endure the dreary cold<br />What is there to hope for, what is there to seek<br />For this forsaken child, for this forlorn son<br />Whose sins am I now atoning for?<br />Whose lapses am I forced to undo?<br /><br />So echoes my tune through these darkling shaws<br />Above the frozen streams resounds my song<br />Only these sullen trees will hearken to me<br />Only snow-bound hills ever hear my call<br />What is there to hope for, what is there to seek<br />For this forsaken child, for this forlorn son<br /><br />For this embittered man, for this grim castaway<br />Solace I find in the light of the pale moon<br />My comfort in the night the murmur of the trees<br />Now I set forth without ever glancing back<br />It is time to make my own way through the dusk
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