Arie For My King
Maria Solheim
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Violin play my song
These notes are made of tones
Candle burn my flame
This fire is made of water
My eyes are now dry to see
The road a head of me
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Ocean play my scream
These notes are made of cream
I have searched to find answers
Ocean play my yell
My throat is now clear to sing
An arie for my king