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When the frost of winter comes,

And summer sun has long been astray;

Remember me in the stillness of your sleep,

In your dreams I will hear your call from far away;

And harbored in a country across a sea of stars,

I will sail—

In the stillness of your sleep,

I will meet you there;

Amid the coldness of winter’s midnight dream,

A summer’s afternoon love we’ll awake.