Lovers Song

O! come my beloved and cimb with me, That shinning mountainside----- We'll watch the beauitful sun go down, And talk of the leaves so seerea and brown; And the day you will be my bride, Will sit til the beauitful traveller of night Shine's high,O're the mountainside.... We'll watch the little star's follow their cheif, And the northern light's play ball; The lightning winking, and lighting her pipe, We'll list to the thunder bird beat with his might... And the whirlwind race with the squll.. We will sit till all living creature's sleep; But well'not go sleep at all.... We will sit on the beautiful mountain, nor mind, The owl's shrill'''Go to sleep all'''! We will watch the star's in their sleepless flight, As they travel aboue us the whole of the night, For they domind it at all,,, We will sit more closely together. and think, Of ourselve's and that is all.....                    Writen;  by , cheri Lund

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