Viimeinen tanssi

The last gleam of the sun 
  Is laid down on the ground 
  The endless chain of days 
  Has faced its end 

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  But the seeing is difficult in here, 
  Just passed gets its golden border. 
  Of stems of corn you get to fold the wreath, 
  Make that a crown and stay there. 
  There's your kingdom, the land of lakes 
  That numb valley of nomads. 

  The book of memories with me, 
  I travel wondering, 
  How is the journey of a man 
  So like a fairytale. 

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  So the path takes a child to its valley, 
  Through the bleak scary woods. 
  So the craggy path takes the child, 
  Only once he finds to home. 

  The last gleam of the sun 
  Is laid down on the ground 
  It gives in to the rhythm, slowly 
  Starts the final dance