Mountain river's.

Where the mountain river flows
over cold pebbles so now smoothed.
With it's rippeling waters clean and fresh
it's cool alure where fairy's dart.
Where its bank coverd grasses sway
there you'll find crisp smelling daisy's.
Gladly dancing with the breeze of spring
and there beneath the sad willow tree.
My broken body you shall find
with tear's of blood now dryed and cracked.
flowing from my grey eyes,
Forming riverbeds of my own
So alone in a beautiful death
rescue me from my loverly burden.
Set me free my love, into warm wind's
let my soul fly high into god's arms.
And then I will rest forever more
looking down where mountain river's flow.