Swear by silver moon that you love me? And I believe in love so much a reflection of my soul in love and tormented, swears he'll fly me in the mountains of fresh vegetables, swears that no seedlings as the wind? When you set out in the heart leads me until the headstone of death, let me die in your lips again and a repeat again, I can not be a devil of a woman, but also do not want to be your holy altar, when you're alone, I'll take in your hand and fly away into eternity, again love swears that the winds may die, land collapse, the dead reborn, life will end, that in the end we'll be together in heaven or hell, flying in the fullness of love.
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