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I see the light of warmness,

I'm the soul of sadness,

far away...

I'm too old to stay.

The pale moon behind

this dark ocean vast

called sky

is my only friend

against your decadence

In the mountains

the wind whispers my name,

only this trees remember me

The Moon & The Hermit,

the lonely dweller of this forgotten mountains

and his only lover,

a shining star,

which left all behind.