John Luke

Bring me the spring,
The spring that will bring
The flower from the tower
Of glory and power.
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I long for a place,

Wide and clean space,
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I write,
As someone drinks onto the ground;
I write,
As someone sings with the sound.
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Brothers and sisters, every friend,
How fast this year will end;
And so soon coming is the new year,
A brilliant age to see and hear.
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A piece of peace,
Right here tonight at ease,
And a balance of silence,
With no wrath or offence,
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Tomorrow,
I shall be a happy man with no sorrow,
And travel around the world like a sparrow.
I shall feed my horse and cut firewood,
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