To whom would I confess this anguish?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
When, at what time, will that moment arrive
That I shall freely weep the tears
Weaving filigrees of pearls and gold.
I am a seeker, a seeker of the faraway
Yet weary, weary am I today
Tell me, tell me how to carry on.
I am a seeker, a seeker of the faraway
Yet weary, weary am I today
Tell me, tell me how to carry on.
Why oh why
Why oh why
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