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 Last Drop  The Waterfall
 
 By the time the  drop fell,
 The  one was already glowing in his eyes...
 To survive it had to fall. To prevail he couldn't  it be...
 
 The journey was long,  it seems to be shorter when you can't see the end.
 With closed eyes one can go far when one doesn't know where to 
 It is easier when one believes  the Moon will not lose the way
 And one will be  enough to hold the oath.
 He is closing  eyes and turning back not to see
 That the face of his  doesn't belong to him anymore.
 Wise, old trees sough  him farewell. He walks his path.
 The voices of the forest sound like  of his daughter,
  he had lost.
 
 The  of home is bidding him farewell
  which he had lost...
  eyes of his beloved home
 Can't touch this  place...
 
  of those voices is surely the voice of a little ghost
 Which rakes with the wind  father's hair aside.
 With  hands it puts soft leaves under it's father's feet.
 With dew it washes his  away - the poison of his suffering...
 Last drop will 
 
 The face of home is bidding  farewell
  which he had lost...
 Closed eyes  his beloved home
  touch this holy place...
 
 He's the man  promised himself to find what is already gone.
  untiringly beating heart asks birds that sing like she sang.
  forgets to listen to the answer, listening to their song,
 But  want to understand its meaning.
 The Moon is shining brightly tonight. It  a good guide.
 A gentle shade leads  tenderly to goal of his trip.
 This ghost  him a monumental and crystal clear
 Great waterfall which has it's source  him deep inside.
 Last  will fall.
 
 He takes his little Angel and holds him  his arms
 He didn't fail.
 Now let him go 
 
 One drop of the 
 Now  him go away...