Below is the lyrics of the song Drift of Autumn , artist - Daniel Martin Moore with translation
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Daniel Martin Moore
The drift of Autumn’s golden train
Yet I remain
Sometimes it can feel the same
In this place that never knew our names
All my natural life
I’ve been surprised each and every time
Grapple and tangle in the wake
It’s never the right time to say
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