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In de schaduwen van de lichtstad


jij,
herinner je mij nog
een kleine grijze vlek
in jouw oogverblindend licht


ik jou wel - donker en grauw


achteraf gezien
pijnlijk kil in jouw straten
de stad veel te groot
en ik, klein en kind nog
te eenzaam


hier stond het huis waar ik groeide
niet tot bloei kwam, maar verdorde
je bodem te arm


ik kon er niet aarden, voelde me ontheemd
was te jong al vervreemd
van mijn geboortegrond


zo zwierf ik in mijn jeugd
mentaal door jouw bewoonde leegte
ongezien en vergeten
verblind
een naamloos gezicht


ik was
maar zal nooit voor jou heten
een dochter
jouw kind

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The last goodbye - Billy Boyd 🎢



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Lyrics:

I saw the light fade from the sky
On the wind I hear a sigh
As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers
I will say this last goodbye

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So end this day
The road is now calling
And I must away
Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the sea

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