Ever I am restless I am athirst for the far. My time passes by And in an absent mind I keep waiting at my window Hoping and hoping you will come. O how my entire being Is eager for your intimate touch! O you far, O you boundless far So irresistible is the call of your flute But I forget I have no wings I am bound to one place. I am listless, I am indifferent. At the sun-tinged lazy midday Among the rustling of the trees In the play of light and shade In the blue of the sky I get a glimpse of your fugitive form. O you far, O you boundless far So irresistible is the call of your flute But I forget my doors are barred.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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