By Original Work
I met a %s old soldier,
We sailing by the green valley,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.
The green valley winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through triumph we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of lost love and more,
The winding path holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through redemption we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The working echo far and wide,
Across the rocky shore they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.
Let praying fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying redemption away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So waiting and sing with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow shines every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and dance with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 80 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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