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A page of life torn out Of which cannot be found From heights of mountains To leagues under A course not soon ignored A page of life torn from "the written annals of..." The poly memories, so numerous Enough to end our love Old as trees An ancient haste unbound Unfolds the limbs, unwields the whims What I mistook From the last refrains of songs has gone... A page of life torn out Of which cannot be found From heights of mountains To leagues under A course not soon ignored Who will interecede in our loss? Older consequences have since passed Will we be given back our love? If not for these hours what do we have? SongtexteA page of life torn out... Old as trees An ancient haste unbound Unfolds the limbs, unwields the whims What I mistook From the last refrains of songs has gone... A page of life torn out... Aus Songtexte Mania