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If there was one wish to be granted Make it so that she's happy I'd give anything to see her smile So I'll make these words drag out your mouth Forcing my breath out from my lungs No content or reason Just love and devotion The night I was pardoned will still sing And the mark already left To my world she gave comfort and hope Now listen to these words I'll say them only once "I've loved so the swords, They peirced my tongue and thoughts, At what price will they come? The price of her touch Some how found its way lowered to my afford." Now the children sing this unforgotten song: Dear My Love, You kept me from eyes so cold A stare that blows intensty to my hands and heart Now they call me the bearer of reason But will never honor my services For this I mourn those unseen And thirve from those I love