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(...) // I said with my eyes that / I recognized your chin / It was my long lost friend / (…) // We made a big connection / On a golden autumn day / We were standing in the garden wet with rain / (…) // And outside the storm was raging / Outside Jerusalem / (…) / Going up, going up / to Tir Na Nog // You came into my life / And you filled me and you filled me / Oh so joyous / By the clear cool crystal streams / Where the roads were quiet and still / And we walked all the way / to Tir Na Nog // How can we not be attached / After all we’re only human / The only way then is to never come back / (…)