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I called my son to Manala
To see the Land of the Dead
At night I crossed the bridge of dreams
To meet my flesh and blood once again
I took him to the Lightless Lands
To a vale in the Iron Mountain
To the banks of the Silent Stream
To the mouth of the Cave of the Dead
An empty castle stood in the back
A humble hut on its yard
A gray door on the humble hut
An iron lock fixed on its door
Together we crossed over the bridge of dreams
In the borderland
All left undone, in dеath, we had made completе
In the borderland
Father came to me in the night
Crossed over the bridge of dreams
Took me with him to Manala
To see the Land of the Dead
Together we crossed over the bridge of dreams
In the borderland
All left undone, in death, we had made complete
In the borderland
Together we entered the keyhole
And we straddled over the black latch
Opened the door of the hut
Woke up those who dwelled in the castle
A gray door on the humble hut
An iron lock fixed on its door
Together we crossed over the bridge of dreams
In the borderland
All left undone, in death, we had made complete
In the borderland
An empty castle stood in the back
A humble hut on its yard
A gray door on the humble hut
An iron lock fixed on its door
Together we crossed over the bridge of dreams
In the borderland
All left undone, in death, we had made complete
In the borderland
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