Stately columns standing in solemn rows
Such empty honours are suitable
As the dawn emerges I cry in grief
Sorrows flow,
the sadness
I cry a tear of hate but it is lost
Somniferous whisperings of scarlet fields
Sleep calling me and my dreams
La voie le saule s'incline dessus du ruisseau
comme une personne
I hear your voice
It sings so softly
Curious to join in
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It is not I who sleeps
It is you who sleeps
And I often sigh
I often wonder why
I'm still here and
As a shadow is cast overhead
I rejoice in the coming
In each others arms
We cried together
And your tears tasted sweet
All
All tears restrained for years
Their grief is confined
Which destroys my
With loving passion, oh your radiance
A serenade I cry
Your silk
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