Of Lost Children

I am marching the lands with hope in my hands
And the water's flowing far
Saw a girl in the grass, said she's growing too fast
She forgot her lullaby

Don't rush it, little one
What are you going to do with the days ahead of you?
Don't rush it, little one
What are you going to do?

The girl is standing now
She's walking, looking in my eyes
She says:

On the edge of the world, there's a wise man to serve
All the hopeless, wandering souls
When I get to his side, he will rise up and guide me
To find the path I chose

I'll rush 'til the morning Sun
Rises above the mountains, and then soon I'll come back home
I'll rush 'til the morning Sun
Rises above the mountains

And you should follow in the morning,
I'll have a little talk with the great-old Moon
She says, she says

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Credits
Writer(s): Veronika Boráková
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