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White dove lay lifeless on a crown of thorns |
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Beside a broken sword |
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Whirlwind blew out a candle |
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Heartrending cry |
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Tears were streaming down her face |
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Cold dread of death black cursed embrace |
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An endless nightmare croacked on the brink of despair |
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She felt she would die |
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Her thoughts flew to his brave betrothed |
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It was so long ago! |
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Sweet loving eyes of thee so far from mine |
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She felt she would die |
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Sweetheart, my light cruel fate calls me to fight |
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Sudden shadows fell on me |
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Was the dream of white dove a message of thee? |
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You may be wrong |
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May he live long! |
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How many winters |
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What cold you suffered in the pale warmth of hope |
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Gloomy icy blast from battlefront |
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Blew his dumb ashes back to court |
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Atropos broke fine thread of his life |
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She felt she would die |
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Calling from the highest hissing tower |
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Corvine shades abducted her murdered soul |
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Birds of ill omen stained the sky |
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She felt she would die |
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Jewel, my love the war is calling from above |
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Sudden shadows fell on me |
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Was the dream of white dove a message of thee? |
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Was not only a dream |
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Of suffocated beam |
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Harmonic torment |
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Tragedy masked in romantic dress |
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The tower was calling...she climbed the stairs to breathe better the death |
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...and the heaven was bleeding |
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She dressed in snow flickering as lily in storm |
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Like a dove flew up |
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E i cielo tinto nel rubino |
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Stringeva al seno suo il muto giglio, |
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Spenta la rosa nel viso candido bambino |
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Ricamava la parca fatal il sigillo vermiglio, |
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Igneo affluente del gentil ruscel diamante |
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Dolce scivolava al freddo mar del pianto. |
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Fragil ebbro d'amor libravasi lo spirto vagante, |
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E la terra la bruma copriva d'incanto' |