The words are aflame

The words are aflame

They burn

The birds are aflame

They yearn

Gone is the summerwind

Gone is hope

Gone is the last line of sin

The birds come home

They sing

The words are not gone

They bring

Hope from the mountains, hope from the wind

All the hope in the world they sing

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