Soar beyond the mountains high
above the treetops in a cloudless sky.
Sail upon the winds of chance,
glide and dip and do the dance
on silver wings, oh my love,
high as an eagle; sure as the dove.
Take our song to sea and sand,
a far away shore in a distant land
where the sea is married to jagged shore;
two lovers joined forever more.
Fly sweet spirit and be very brave
I wait for you there in wind and wave.
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