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In an earlier time, in a green land above |
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By the mill and the willows we made fairytale love |
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With the sky a warm blanket, and our backs to the rain |
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We thought that our pleasure would always remain |
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No blemish of lust, flesh unfreckled by sin |
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A heart made like clockwork, white marble for skin |
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Still waters green pastures, with one caress of your hand |
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I swear even the wild dog lies down with the lamb |
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We thought that our pleasure would always remain |
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Soft fairytale kisses again and again |
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The last moment we touched, by the river you shone |
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The black swan spread its wings and hissed |
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Lo! the night came on |
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In an earlier time, in a green land above |
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By the mill and the willows we made fairytale love |
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With the sky a warm blanket, and our backs to the rain |
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We thought that our pleasure would always remain |
