Aiel Mourning Song
From Tar Valon Library
Author: Robert Jordan
Life is a dream - that knows no shade.
Life is a dream - of pain and woe.
A dream from which - we pray to wake.
A dream from which - we wake and go.
Who would sleep - when the new dawn waits?
Who would sleep - when the sweet winds blow?
A dream must end - when the new dawn comes.
This dream from which - we wake and go.
(A Crown of Swords, Chapter 2)
