What you do to me
I don't know you,
Neither you know me.
I may never be able to meet you, to know you, or to be your friend.
But why is my heart beating so, when I hear your voice? Why does your songs make me feel happy and sad at the same time?
Maybe because I know, that I might never get what you're singing about. I might never be able too feel what you promise me.
But I don't care. You give me hope. And this hope is the spark, that will make the fire grow. The fire to light my dark days. To keep me warm, until something else can stay at my side, and be my life.
(Nargothrond)
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