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Night talk / Towards bright flame

Night talk / Towards bright flame
 
My horse is tired, worn down my boots,
Where should I head to, tell me, if you kindly would.
Along the red river, my dear, along the red river,
Till the blue mountain ridge, my dear, till the blue ridge.
 
And where is that mountain, that river, tired is my horse,
How do I get there, Please tell me, if you kindly would?
Towards the bright flame, my dear, towards the bright flame,
Head towards the flame, my dear, you'll find it then.
 
So where is that bright flame, where is its light?
Hundred years shouldering night sky, it's my plight.
It should have been lighted, but lamplighter's asleep,
Lamplighter's asleep, I can't help you with this.
 
Into the dark, on untrodden path, he heads,
Where goes you whilst night reached your eyes?
What have you lost, my dear, I yell,
If only I knew it myself, he answers, i'd tell.
 


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