Текст (слова) песни: My Dying Bride - For My Fallen Angel
As I draw up my breath And silver fills my eyes I kiss her still For she will never rise On my weak body Lays her dying hand Through those meadows of Heaven Where we ran Like a thief in the night The wind blows so light It wars with my tears They won`t dry for many years Loves golden arrow At her should have fled And not Death ebon dart To strike her dead
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