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They say the day is shortest now

And the light shall return

They say the night is strongest

But soon the sun is reborn

Promises of the daybreak

Promises of the springtime

Shadows are to be exiled

Hope will prevail, they say

Trust in the ebbing darkness

Trust in the turning fortunes

Have faith in divine guidance

When all is gone

I thought I heard you

I thought that I heard you in my sleep

I thought I felt your touch

I thought that I felt you

In my dreams

I thought I heard your voice

As I stirred from my sleep

And for a fleeting moment

I thought you were here

Ever colder is this house

Ever colder the winter

Harrowing every morning

False is the light, I know

Left in the scalding yearning

Left in the shadow-life

No faith in the resurrection

When grave is sealed

I thought I heard you

I thought that I heard you in my sleep

I thought I felt your touch

I thought that I felt you

In my dreams

The house awaits in the dark

No door for a friend

No door for a guest

For I have only two doors left in this house

One leading to soothing sleep

The other to death

I thought I heard you

I thought I felt your touch

I thought I heard you

I thought that I heard you in my sleep

I thought I felt your touch

I thought that I felt you

In my dreams