At dusk my way leads me
Where the old rivers lie
Dark silhouettes of trees
In the glowing autumn sky

Sun, where have you gone to
The hard soil covered with ice
As life turns into snow

Can you see the candles are burning
Beyond the grave all so kind
Wind scrapes slowly fallen leaves
Frozen streams catch my mind

In front of me the rivers slumber
In sad clarity what I should find
So cold the face in the water

Down the ancient shore I glide
Drown to clean soul's shores
Across the rivers of existence

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