Her nights burn with passion, sweet candies and kisses,
Like a phantom she appeared, passing by the window
Wouldn't someone save her before life passes by and hisses?
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Listen, my Lord. Can you hear the sound of London,
The restless court beyond your Palace’s wall?
Hear I sit, alone and abandoned
And listen to its sound as I count the minutes to my fall.
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Fly, the carriage of sin
Faster, faster, faster!
Soar like the heartless Northern wind
The devil himself spurs our horses!
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Oh a rose shall I compare my love for thee?
As red as the blood flowing through my veins,
As fragile as the petals under the cold August breeze,
And sweet like the pollen, luring in birds and bees.
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In the dark background, you appear!
Like a stream of light and colours,
The Aurora of my own world,
And like curtains, from the sky you fall!
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I’m out on the street
And see an orphan child,
I walk away.
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Autumn on a farm
Means it’s golden everywhere!
The golden sun shines through golden leaves,
On golden fields the wind blows so sweet!
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