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In the silent views of the night |
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When souls are filled with sorrow |
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I thought that day had been a dream |
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A dream within a nightmare |
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To keep an eye on the flowers |
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Over their magical presence |
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A voice from the past cries now |
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And all its days are trances |
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I felt her once..., once only |
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I must not say how much it was |
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Beneath the silvery moonlight |
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Gave out in return for the love light |
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The pearly lustre of the moon went down |
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Smelled no more her rose scent, |
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It smiled and died since she departed |
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The heart of the shadowflower... |
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Slided away Shadowflower |
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In the silent views of the night |
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When souls are filled with sorrow |
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I thought that day had been a dream |
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A dream within a nightmare |
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To keep an eye on the flowers |
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Over their magical presence |
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A voice from the past cries now |
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And all its days are trances |
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Her shadow gave me sigh for sigh |
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When deep black clouds are forming |
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Less bright are the stars in the moonlight |
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Which I worship in the sky |
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The pearly lustre of the moon went down |
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Smelled no more her rose scent |
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It smiled and died since she departed |
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The heart of the shadowflower... |
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Slided away Shadowflower |