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Sing me a lullaby of the dead morning
When stars fall for my final departure;
Sing me a lullaby of the dear mourning,
And let me sleep while you nurture

Dance on my death-bed like the evening,
Let the blossoms blow their fragrance,
Dance now to the music of their weeping,
And let me dream of your wondrous elegance

Kiss me then goodbye once more, just once
And let my lips taste your broken ice,
From frost's melting galleries, just once;
Let your lips kiss my shattered eyes

Take the blow onto your lashes wide,
And take me into your wildest tide;
Let the celebrations of my journey begin,
As I've let them cherish my drowning reign

Now, sing me a lullaby of the dying sun,
And let my head rest on your bosom;
In silence, let the waning moon kiss the sun;
And Stitch this memory in that blossom

Whilst I turn your dreams around in my sleep,
Take my hand and let me just sleep,
Let not the boats of tears on cheeks creep,
And let not those memories in minds weep

Sing me a lullaby of my final day,
Let me, for once, with you stay;
Let not the May touch my June,
Lock in your eyes, my final tune

Falling stars when surpass every chord,
Let your fingers slip on my face,
Alongside those stars in every chord,
And sprinkle some of your beaming grace

And Sing me a lullaby of the dead morning
When stars fall for my final departure;
Sing me a lullaby of the dear mourning,
And let me sleep while you nurture

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