The heart cries
As her love dies
The soul sighs
As he says goodbye
The shadows to and fro
Through the darkness go
When will that cupid show
And bless me with his arrow
My love will never see
The pain that is in me
He will not set me free
No matter how I plea
For though in his grip I twist and turn
The way out of love I'll never learn
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