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I gave her eyes my own to takeand round she turned my sake
My hands in needand gave herself indeed
I met a girl down in the meads
A fading rose was on her cheeks
Her honey eyes dreaming wild
Full beautiful, a fairy-child
And on the floor she's all alone
I sit upon this cold, grey stone
And I dream my time awayyet conversing as I may
And the stars through the spears
My heart waters full of tears
Run in blood down the wallfor another give you ease
Do you know who made you?
You are called by what you do
Into spheres, spheres we see
Joy reduces to misery
I feel my strenght to fade
Almost asleep, my only sake
She spoke the words, used the clue"I love you true..."
And the fields, black and bare
The eternal winter's there
Fed with cold, fearless handsin a rich and fruitful land
And the sun does never shine
Joy another loss of mine
In what distant deeps or skiesburned the fire of your eyes?
Never end...
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