Ing-maries Vals
Sara Parkman
Valley of Echoes
Thunder rolls, the forest hums, the marsh has its way
Mines are resting, memories sing, echoing all year long
Oh, everything changes but the place remains
Calling out sorrows that were here yesterday
Fields dry and the meadow whispers
The treasure fades and time whispers its own path
Ladaladaj-da
In shimmering lakes
White, city glitter, islands
Between dark, tall mountains after deep, long fears
Happiness comes, happiness goes, jobs come and jobs go
In shimmering lakes
White, city glitter, islands
Between dark, tall mountains after deep, long fears
Happiness comes, happiness goes, jobs come and jobs go
But we stay on our ground
Lamdadadadedudej-da
In shimmering lakes
White, city glitter, islands
Between dark, tall mountains after deep, long fears
Happiness comes, happiness goes, jobs come and jobs go
In shimmering lakes
White, city glitter, islands
Between dark, tall mountains after deep, long fears
Happiness comes, happiness goes, jobs come and jobs go
But we stay on our ground
