Pete's Songs in a Bottle
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the Hills of Wales
the sky is full of slate-grey clouds
drifting above valleys and dales
a slate-grey wall of mist enshrouds
mountains behind covering veils
the mountain-streams shamble and shiver
finding their river way down below
the mountain-sheep vacantly gazing, quietly grazing
upon the hills of Wales
rising higher and higher comes a heavenly sound
of a heavenly choir - voices sing and fill the valleys
the sounds I hear within my heart
echoing from grey slate and coal
I wander in the hills of Wales
and elevate my soul
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