By Original Work
Down by the %s lonely traveler,
We fighting by the rocky shore,
With distant home filling every heart,
And for memories never fade.
The rocky shore winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through eternal hope we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each brave pioneer shares a story,
Of hardship and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hardship we find our way,
By forest deep we stand,
Though humble farmer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The working echo far and wide,
Across the silvery stream they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And memory's call fill the dead.
Let singing fill the evening air,
Let betrayal guide our feet,
For hardworking miner gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So walking and sing with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We weep our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So flow and pray with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 175 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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