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Overland, above the dark seas |
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Wild refugees flee the seasons |
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Drifting beyond the night clouds |
| [00:29.14] |
In the wake of their guiding star |
| [00:38.71] |
There he goes the famous gander |
| [00:44.45] |
Eating fog, dancing with witches |
| [00:54.31] |
There he goes, the famous old gander |
| [01:00.34] |
Who longed to leave |
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If you hear the sound of our voices |
| [01:14.65] |
Through the busy murmur of the Earth |
| [01:20:98] |
You will know the meaning of our words |
| [01:25.35] |
Praying for Spring to the ether |
| [01:45.88] |
Night and day the travellers fly |
| [01:51.31] |
Winter and Spring have their reasons |
| [01:58.25] |
Sailing through sunrise and setting wild wind |
| [02:03.98] |
And through steel blue air |
| [02:11.45] |
Here he comes, the highest gander |
| [02:16.88] |
Eating fog, dancing with witches |
| [02:24.11] |
Here he comes the famous old gander |
| [02:29.44] |
Who longed to leave |
| [02:35.27] |
We don't feel the warmth of your breath |
| [02:40.80] |
Through the icy edges of the Earth |
| [02:46.53] |
We don't hear the rhythms of your call |
| [02:50.46] |
Signalling the Spring in the ether |
