She was in the veil,
Black veil,
Yea, my coy mistress
In the black veil.
My moon
I had been searching
In the hillocks and the hamlets,
My love
Playing hide and seek with the clouds.
I want to hug her, embrace
Under the cloudy nights,
I clasping an apparition
Telling my love to her.
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