Catherine De Barra you`ve murdered my thinking I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinking I`d break from your spell if it weren`t for my drinking And the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning I envy the road, the ground you tread under I envy the wind, your hair riding over I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers, I envy to murderous envy your lover `til the light shines on me I damn to hell every second you breathe I envy... Oh my Catherine for your eyes smiling and your mouth singing with time I`d have won you with wile I`d have won you or your mouth singing
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