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My castles (in the air) You burned to ruins |
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Of what never more shall be |
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You asked more then I could give You |
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And now there 's nothing left for me |
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To live or to die for |
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My longing for You left me no choice |
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You lured me to your beach of my dying |
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How could I resist your voice |
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My Siren, from your meadows high |
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Smiling, you guided me to my early death |
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My Siren, spelled by your enchanting voice, |
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My blood colours now the sea red |
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My Siren, from your meadows high |
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Smiling, my blood I've shed |
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My Siren, spelled by your enchanting voice, |
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Forget the truth I've said |
