By Original Work
Waltz %s the evening star,
We circling round palace hall,
With whispered vow in our hearts,
And until the dawn.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So circling round and pray, friends,
With whispered vow filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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