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A very fond farewell
But now comes the day
To turn at last
The road is now calling
That run down
To the sea
And I must away
Under cloud
Beneath the stars
to paths that lead home
Over hill and under tree
Over snow
One winter's morn
Through lands where never
I turn at last
To paths
To bid you farewell
And though where the road
Light has shone
That lead home
And though where the road
By silver streams
then takes me
I cannot tell
then takes me
That run down
We came all this way
But now
to the sea
Comes the day
To bid you farewell
