| The sky dressed in red by midsummer sunset
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| Lake so tranquil filled with thy scarlet tears
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| Enchantress my queen of nightfall
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| Thy mesmeric gaze will take command
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| (in the frame of the wilderness)
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| The dusk descends and sadly entwines the shades
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| In the pale moonlight, full of whispers
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| Over the forest (creeping) mist brings desires
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| Silhouettes sank by silvery sea
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| The passion reigns as the grey haze caresses thee
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| The splendour of beauty, mysterious and seductive
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| In the frame of wilderness, so serene
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| The spell which thou cast on me
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| For thee enchantress all the angels weep
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| Nightshades increased by silver tears |