In the land far away, many years ago,
Lived a gorgeous woman, black from top to toes,
To her castle dark and high, in my days of yore,
I used to come and sing to her Le Chanson d'amour.
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Oh how your hair is black my love,
Like the late nocturnal sky,
And your eyes are emerald green,
I shall never let them cry.
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I know there is a place,
Beyond the gates of Hell,
Where the night is eternal,
Where it is, no one can tell.
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Tears of blood are falling tonight,
On my wooden table,
To tell you why I'm cursed by sorrow,
I am neither brave nor able...
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My little love, my princess of the night!
Your red crown shines with the sparkling light,
And a twinkle in your black eyes gives me delight,
I can not resist relishing this unholy sight.
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The sorrow congeals around me,
And in chains of tears it binds me,
Neither verse nor a poem consoles me,
Just your smile brings sweet pain on me,
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I have lost every chance,
Of holding you in my embrace,
World is not a beautiful place,
Life is not a cheep romance.
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In this place so dammed and haunted,
In this moment sweet and wanted,
In my darkness I have shivered,
By your eyes that have glimmered.
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I can cry a million tears,
I can wait a thousand years,
I can suffer whole world's pain,
Even until I grow insane,
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Sorrows like razors pierce into my heart,
Loneliness like a shadow comes over my soul,
Memories, like carcases are slowly rotting apart,
Malevolence in me cannot stop or come to a halt.
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