Goodbye dear mountains, valleys;
you landscapes I have known.
I’ll leave you since I must
and attend now to my own.
Beauty clad in all those hues
of brown – from dark to pale –
I trust you’ll wait for my return;
meanwhile I’ll pen my tale.
Goodbye dear mountains, valleys;
you landscapes I have known.
I’ll leave you since I must
and attend now to my own.
Beauty clad in all those hues
of brown – from dark to pale –
I trust you’ll wait for my return;
meanwhile I’ll pen my tale.