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She said: "
Life isn't so fineafter all, let it come if it hasto come" What she meantwas she couldn't find wordsshe was sick and tired of thetears. She said: "I'll usewhatever God gave me but now
I haven't got a chance"came from the land of desert sand
And the wind blows my way
She was blowing her sombre bluehorn again with a string tied tothe back of my hand. She steppedright out of a two tongue talewith a brilliant smile on her face
She said: "
Eyes are slavesof suspicion they can torture youto death"came from the land of desert sand
And the wind blows my way
Red gleams of a bloodnight darklycold, cold whisper touched my ears
And I guess that's where I lefther. Wild, wild shivers drewus near. Yes, I guess that's where
I left her. By the light of these eyes
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