My beloved, she is like the sea,
In all of its ephemeral fancy,
Casting waves to wash away,
All hopes of glorious victory,
And with such beautiful simplicity,
She commands both heart and soul to her will.
My beloved is a becko...
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Verse 1
When the snow falls on the pavement,
And the ice coats the ground,
When the cold pierces the air,
You are lost, I can’t be found,
The strange comfort of our silence,
Resonating discontent,
We can make ourse...
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