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