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Oh, mylord, you never returned |
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I was waiting for you my love |
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You told me to see |
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the scarlet leaves, the scarlet leaves |
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when they had fallen on the earth |
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you would have returned |
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you would have returned |
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Oh mylord, now I'm laying on the ground |
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I'm still waiting for you, my love |
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Oh mylord, now I'm laying on the cold ground |
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and I'm still waiting for you, my love |
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Now I fell the scarlet leaves |
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flying over me, flying over me |
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please, please, come to me |
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and spread my ashes among scarlet leaves |
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I would like to flutter with them |
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I would like to have wings |
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I would like to feel breeze and air |
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I would like to be wind |
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Seasons have passed and I'm still alone |
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in the breeze in the snow, my love |
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With the eyes of my soul |
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I will nevermore |
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see scarlet leaves |
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the feeble eyes of my soul |
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now they are closed |
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I will never return |
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Oh, mylord, now that you've returned |
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I'll never return |