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Between coloured trees she did wander alone |
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And felt the cold rain from above. |
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Again it was autumn, again she was sad |
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And dreamed about shelter and love. |
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She heard the crows croaking, listened to their cries, |
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The lovely sweet melancholy. |
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She smiled at the cold breeze that played in her hair |
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And so she passed by silently |
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Silently... |
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As if she had followed a voice in her soul, |
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She entered the heart of the wood. |
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She rose her face slowly and looked at the might, |
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That surrounded the clearing where she stood. |
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She opened her mouth, but no word would come out; |
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Her words were the tears in her eye. |
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Beholding such beauty, how worthless she felt, |
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Oh, even too worthless to cry |
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Oh, to cry... |
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And just like a vision, a small ray of light |
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In front of her face did appear. |
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Then she heard the footsteps, and through tear-filled eyes |
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She saw a young man coming near. |
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The crows croaked above him, the sweet drops of rain |
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Like jewels lay in his dark hair |
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That blew in the wind, that stroke his white cheek |
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And his noble face pale and fair |
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Pale and fair... |
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"I greet thee, fair maiden.", he said, and she knew |
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That she had heard his voice before. |
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The road to the clearing, the heart of the wood, |
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His warm voice had shown her the door. |
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It had been the calling deep inside her soul |
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And her soulmate was now by her side. |
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"My true love", he said, "let this wood be thy home." |
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And there she did stay as his bride |
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As his bride... |
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