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Well the wind in the trees from the westerly breeze brought sadness
And the moon at the gate where the souls separate shone sadness
Would you believe it, if I said?

Well the blistering seas made a devil of me such sadness
And the stories you told made my body grow cold such sadness
Would you believe it, if I said?

Well the wind in the trees from the westerly breeze brought sadness
And the moon at the gate where the souls separate shone sadness
Would you believe it, if I said?

If I said?
If I said?
If I said?

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