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As I draw up my breath
And silver fills my eyes
I kiss her still
For she will never rise
On my weak body
Lays her dying hand
Through those meadows of Heaven
Where we ran
Like a thief in the night
The wind blows so light
It wars with my tears
That won't dry for many years
"Love's golden arrow
At her should have fled
And not Death's ebon dart
To strike her dead."
And silver fills my eyes
I kiss her still
For she will never rise
On my weak body
Lays her dying hand
Through those meadows of Heaven
Where we ran
Like a thief in the night
The wind blows so light
It wars with my tears
That won't dry for many years
"Love's golden arrow
At her should have fled
And not Death's ebon dart
To strike her dead."
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[00:54.303]As I draw up my breath [00:59.663]And silver fills my eyes [01:05.445]I kiss her still [01:08.548]For she will never rise [01:10.768] [02:15.888]On my weak body [02:21.563]Lays her dying hand [02:27.699]Through those meadows of Heaven [02:32.726]Where we ran [02:34.177] [03:28.926]Like a thief in the night [03:33.712]The wind blows so light [03:38.709]It wars with my tears [03:42.714]That won't dry for many years [03:45.578] [04:43.582]"Love's golden arrow [04:49.144]At her should have fled [04:55.029]And not Death's ebon dart [05:00.478]To strike her dead."
