Amorphis - Elegy
Long Evenings Full Of Longing Full Of Longing Too My Nights Low-spirited My Mornings And All The Time The Bitterest. 'tis My Lovely I Long For My Black-browed One I Grieve For. It Is My Darling I Miss No Hearing Her In The Lane No Seeing My Marten-breast There's No Hearing My Treasure Driving Below The Window Chopping The Wood By The Stack In The Earth My Berry Lies Clinking Outside The Cook-house: Under The Sand My Sweet One In The Soil She's Mouldering The One I Grieve Forbeneath The Grass My Trasure
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