Sitting under the sky at
Night I take a bottle of wine
And up above my head
The moon begins to shine
I see your face in it
And feel the pangs of love
Tears shine in my eyes
As light falls from above
Sipping the wine I
Remember you and cry
Drinking for the loss
Of your love I want to die
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