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When the sun rises over the mountains |
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And my tears turn the colour of gold |
| [00:36.47] |
Not even the blue of the ocean |
| [00:42.22] |
Can compare to the shade of my soul |
| [00:47.90] |
Every day, every night, I am crying |
| [00:53.73] |
For my loved one has gone away |
| [00:59.53] |
To faraway lands for the money |
| [01:05.26] |
Had he stayed we might all have died |
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Many days, many weeks, many months now |
| [01:31.28] |
And I haven't heard from him not a word |
| [01:37.18] |
The waves toss me back many rumors |
| [01:42.86] |
That my husband won't likely be back |
| [01:48.38] |
Then one morning in the dead of winter |
| [01:53.99] |
Wedged in the door a tattered old letter |
| [01:59.66] |
It must have been left by a sailor |
| [02:05.26] |
Who did good on a promise to honour |
| [02:13.10] |
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dearest wife dearest son dearest daughter |
| [02:39.41] |
I am writing with the shakiest of hands |
| [02:45.22] |
If you ever get this letter |
| [02:50.76] |
Then I never have made it to land |
| [02:56.49] |
When the sun rises over the mountains |
| [03:02.31] |
And my tears turn the colour of gold |
| [03:08.16] |
Not even the blue of the ocean |
| [03:14.00] |
Can compare to the shade of my soul |
| [03:19.71] |
Not even the blue of the ocean |
| [03:25.84] |
Can compare to the shade of my soul |
| [03:32.45] |
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