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Now mists dance on the pond, which the sun woke
Then the dew glistens in the heather like the night poured in silver tears
A great loon's lament about death, be greeted cousin
Every time she wakes up in the earth, and is reborn
See she floats forth with the mists in the mist
So shimmering and cold
The the day brings its sacrifice, to bright beings
If her shoulders so white, a mantle for the god of the hanged
See flowers green by the grave, those years herald
Its happiness is the past, in a gloomy twist
See she floats forth with the mists in the mist
So shimmering and cold
Lovely was the dance fair and wild
The pines blaze, the sun goes down
The eyes twinkle with eyes so blue
All the while they walk in a ring of purest gold
She watches with her song
Vanishes away in the mist
She watches along in song
Vanishes away in the mists
See she floats forth with the mists in the mist< br/>So shimmery and cool