C1979 It Was Enough to Have a Clear Conscience

The melody was crisp and enchanting, reflecting off the river's glassy surface.

The young woman, clad in unblemished attire, her features as if painted, stood poised upon the water's edge. She began to dance, her movements conjuring visions of landscapes, almost vanishing into the misty rain.

"...

In dreams, beneath the moonlit tower,

There you stand, your gaze unchanged