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ArtistLike a sad wolf child I would go barefoot Again in the golden lands of my childhood Thoughts with fresh openness The winds of the summer would ring like an organ Would carry far great sorrows Tears off dryness at last When you look at the world Through the eyes of an angel So you can see its beauty As innocent as the gaze is Can see the sun when it rains... (x2) Under a cloudless blue sky To pass while I could still Birds of my childhood singing It would comfort me then The winds of the summer would ring like an organ
A young girl with blond hair and a purple shawl stands in a field of yellow flowers under a cloudy sky.