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°¡¼ö: Annie Lennox


Lay down,
your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling.
You have come to journey¡¯s end.

Sleep now, and dream
of the ones who came before.
They are calling,
from across a distant shore.

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see.
All of your fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms,
you¡¯re only sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
All souls pass.

Hope fades,
Into the world of night.
Through shadows falling,
Out of memory and time.

Don¡¯t say,
We have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and I will meet again.
And you¡¯ll be here in my arms,
Just sleeping.

What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come,
to carry you home.

And all will turn,
to silver glass.
A light on the water.
Grey ships pass
Into the West.

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Into The West - ¹ÝÁöÀÇ Á¦¿Õ : ¿ÕÀÇ ±Íȯ
Annie Lennox



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