The starlight guides my way through the freshly laid snow
Shining light upon the miles that I have yet to go
The burning in my legs cannot stop the bite of the cold
And the mountains may yet decide not to let me go
Days I have traveled, and aye traveled far
But my yearning for rest yet grows
No path laid in this ancient earth
So I go past all I know
May by the father, I find rest tonight
And in those hours find the strength to fight,
Else-wise I fear that I will carry no longer
When I rest under snow
My soul to walk these mountains and moors
If only to have arrived by sleeps allure
Oh land of beauty, your poison tastes too sweet
But I believe that I shall rest now and take my leave

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