.The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin
So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill
Meet me where the snow mount flows
It is there, my dear, where we will begin again
Skipping stones, braiding hair>
Last year's antlers mark the trail
Take us back, oh, take us bac.
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