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Lady of the flute, with your music of a fall you break me, i rip out my pain, I have forgotten my name.

Now I know where I'm going, I'm afraid, the fog won't let me see.

I always expect the worst.

Play your flute again, so you take me blind by the hand, in the fall I lost my shoes

and I feel my roots as they grow in the deepest darkness.

Play your flute again, like a tree towards the light I will rise