Golden Leaves
I have taken the path of the Golden Leaves
I watched the dance of the withering Trees
Before me comes the man of sunlight
His robe speaks of riddled starlight
I have withered away my Tree
How golden are my Leaves
Golden Leaves
I have taken the path of the Golden Leaves
I watched the dance of the withering Trees
Before me comes the man of sunlight
His robe speaks of riddled starlight
I have withered away my Tree
How golden are my Leaves
