In My Sky At Twilight
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
oh reaper of my evening song,
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.
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In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
In My Sky At Twilight
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wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice.
how solitary dreams believe you to be mi
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You are taken in the net of my music, my love,
You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoons
the sour wine is sweeter on九九藏書 your lips,
The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,
Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder
stills your nocturnal regard as though it were
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You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips
My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.