- Deep in my heart the mountains are calling
- Singing their song like the haunting of
sirens
- echoing through the mist high above
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- Along hidden paths where few men have
ventured
- My soul is alive with the memories there
- And cliff tops so high the eye cannot catch
them
- Gracing the sky with their igneous hair
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- Eagles so proud with their wings full
extended
- Scouting the country-side far down below,
- Searching for prey to feed the young
fledglings
- Gliding to where the warm currents flow
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- O sing to me valleys and rivers so mighty
- Croon to my ear your sirenous song
- Long has my heart been full of your
yearning
- Wait for a while and I'll be along
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- Jim Teys 1998
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(unpublished)
