My love is gone My love has left me Ravens circle where he lies upon the plain Wolves triumph and howl With the Valkyries Search for heroes for Valhallas endless feast The hills and vales They hold no joy for me now Only memories too painful to endure Oh my love, if this one shape I could only take Then I would search for you And find you once again Brave upon the field Shoulder to shoulder With your chieftain bold You held the banner high Arrows thick and fierce Obscure the sunlight Pierced your gallant breast Now with your lord you lie The hills and vales They hold no joy for me now Only memories too painful to endure Oh my love, if this one shape I could only take Then I would search for you And find you once again Now I haunt the hills My heart is broken I see your smiling face In every hill and glen I search the clouds and sky I strain to hear your voice Blowing from Valhalla Whose sacred halls you guard The hills and vales They hold no joy for me now Only memories too painful to endure Oh my love, if this one shape I could only take Then I would search for you And find you once again
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