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Music: Hertrich
Lyrics: Hertrich
Neglect me, lose meonly give me leave,unworthy as I amto follow Your grief
Therefore the moon,the governess of floods,pale in her angerwashes all the air
Fall in the fresh lapof the crimson rose
The human mortals wanttheir winter cheer
Love takes the meaningin love's conference
So that but one heartwe can make of it
The stary welkingcovers You anonwith dropping fogas black as acheron
Thorny anger, be not seen,come not near our fairy-queen
For night's swift dragonscut the clouds
I tary for the comfort of the day
Fair love, I see, I forgot our way
Stand still, You ever moving spheres,in misery noone will here
And they shoot chillness to my heart
I can't break the midnight sigh
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