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letra de last of the bards - karliene

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i was born in the heather
in my sweet northern land
with a song in my ears
and a lute in my hand

and i’ve traveled the plains
collecting the sounds
and the stories of friends
that i sing about now

and they call me the last of the bards
when i open my lungs
and i spill out my heart
they call me the last of the bards
when i sing my old fashioned songs

and i tried not to cry
when i left my sweet home
where the old pipes were playing
my favourite song

and i still hear it now
on the cold northern wind
and i sing it aloud
for the people i miss

and they call me the last of the bards
when i open my lungs
and i spill out my heart
they call me the last of the bards
when i sing my old fashioned songs

i was born in the heather
in my sweet northern land
with a song in my ears
and a lute in my hand

and i’ve traveled the plains
collecting the sounds
and the stories of friends
that i sing about now

and they call me the last of the bards
when i open my lungs
and i spill out my heart
they call me the last of the bards
when i sing my old fashioned songs

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