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[00:15.240]Such are lovers more than grace can seem
[00:23.340]The pictures of the immaculate
[00:31.560]Even their heaven bows to this earth
[00:43.230]The fairest beautiful and withered
[00:49.320]Not even nature's own shapes can imagine
[01:03.870]Shameless and splendid with youth
[01:07.290]The winds now blow with feathers
[01:09.300]And tomorrow I wer them
[01:39.510]How the trees bow to subtlety
[01:40.140]And eden has fathered their souls
[01:42.810]Savour the nights for rain
[01:43.890]Your impetus has left me shapeless
[01:49.770]Beat the passion and carve me in sand
[02:03.990]Wondrous skills fountains of the tomorrow
[02:11.160]A journey for dead lovers as even grief was sorry
[02:18.120]My smiles leap through the ashes
[02:19.740]And touching with pain
[02:20.340]I touch with pain
[02:20.700]Such a poetry I have answered desire
[02:26.910]And as ever the innocent sleep within
[03:06.570]Temptation lays to beating hands