Cold Mountains

Cold mountains they are here around me
Cold waters gliding down the stream
Oh, in my sleep I think I find him
But when I wake it’s all a dream

True, when I wake and cannot find him
All on my bed I weep and moan
Just like the raindrops without numbering
It’s all because I’m left alone

I hate the time when I must leave you
I hate the time when we must part
Although I’ve loved you without measuring
I’ll give my hand, you have my heart.

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