Fate Once Birthed Lovers, Golden True And Dear
We had raced a good race, with wind cool and fair,
There were romantic nights steaming hot for a while,
And golden rays of sunshine danced in your blonde hair,
You my beautiful angel with your graceful style!
Lo! Fate once birthed lovers, golden true and dear.
Alas! Fate's knot was cut, erased...
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