O' Young Yearly
Hundred made,
And mountain,
Most high from,
Time to time,
Fires make it!
O' Young Yearly
Seek that hidden,
And lively thing,
Of most wanted,
And dreamily glee,
Eternal days live!
O' Young Yearly
Sandy seas cry,
And rivers do dry,
On clouds swift,
Infinitely they make,
Timeless castles wide!
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