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Above the mountain, the mountain
An eagle is flying

High above the mountain
An eagle come down
To the soldier who falters
The soldier on the ground

By the mountain
I feel nothing
For in my own heart
Every tree is broken

The first tree will not blossom
The second will not grow
The third is almost fallen
Since you betrayed me so, since you
Above the mountain, the mountain   An eagle is flying      High above the mountain   An eagle come down   To the soldier who falters   The soldier on the ground      By the mountain   I feel nothing   For in my own heart   Every tree is broken      The first tree will not blossom   The second will not grow   The third is almost fallen   Since you betrayed me so, since you