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Hear my song, which my breast opens me, |
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To my hands can lay my heart into your palms of hand. |
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My love, my love is mournful ship |
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Sinked in the sea, in the sea of my tears. |
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Ah my tears! |
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As rainbow overarch across you her smile |
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Full of sunsolight and smell of sage. |
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Exactly you were stick also in my dream. |
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Now I awake and my eyes full of uncertainty look up... ... to turquoise sky. |
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Grief, grief this is everywhere, everywhere where you donot bloom. |
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Addressed by my sadness, |
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I pass all, what when were. |
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My thought flies toward on black wings of tomorrows, |
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Toward tragical end of my martyr part. |
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By mournful handwriting of sadness |
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Stay forever engrave my tears |
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In my recollections |
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On the wall of my wailing. |
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My soul is full of lamentations, |
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But sweet is my suffering. |
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My heart is until to border full of joy, |
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But my luck is of tears. |
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Thorny, thorny is my way to your heart |
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And my suffering soul is full of gashes. |
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About more this, sadden my eyes, when see how your love |
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Dies before than she was born. |
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By mournful handwriting of sadness |
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Stay forever engrave my tears |
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In my recollections |
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On the wall of my wailing. |
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My soul is full of lamentations, |
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But sweet is my suffering. |
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My heart is until to border full of joy, |
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But my luck is of tears. |
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Exactly you were stick also in my dream. |
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Now I awake and my eyes full of uncertainty look up... ... to turquoise sky. |
