A Little Path
A little path, winding, narrow, and long, leads all the way into the distant mist.
I want to follow this long, narrow path and go to battle with my beloved.
Falling snow covers his footprints. There are no footsteps, and no song to hear.
Across the vast, silver field, there is only one lonely little path.
He faces the danger of a hail of bullets, and I can't help but worry for him.
I want to become a clever little bird and fly straight to my beloved's side.
A little path, winding, narrow, and long, my little path stretches into the distance.
Please take me with you, my little path, follow my beloved to the faraway frontier.
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