The whispering leaves
Into my heart
Some secret pour,
A cry for the home!
A cry for the home!
I toss and turn
In my bed
For the shores,
A cry for the home!
A cry for the home!
The life was simple - The
Moon loomed large over the meadows
Birds cries were audible,
A cry for the home!
A cry for the home!
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