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lady, your heart has turned to dust
just as my fingers on these keys
once this soft turf
beneath my window in a city street
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
death's nobility again
white foam flower, red flame flower
beneath the warrior's helm
sing again the song you sung
why so sad my lovely one?
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
and my name is truthful

 



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