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At Night Don'T Get Out My Child...

The sky is becoming gray
with clouds color of ashes,
a girl forgot her pink ribbons
around the shores of the lake.

I donÕt know if was my love
or may be her deep candor,
but to the church I take you
to pray humble to our Lord.

In the well a bright star
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