Echo
A beautiful lady in the woods I see
Her face lovely as she flees
Who is there? I asked
(((who is there, there there))) , she answered
Oh, how can I give my heart then
To this lovely and divinely maiden
She doesn’t know how to talk
She just repeats what I spoke
Echo
Are you heartbroken?
Why spent your life in this lonely glen?
Saying the last words and names
In haunted valleys and mountains
Echo
Don’t haunt me with your voice
Your spirit repeating my words
Haunt me instead with words
echoes of
(((love)))
(((peace)))
(((bliss)))
(((happiness)))
(((hope)))
~Champs Ulysses Gubantes Cabinatan
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