| This I have learnt:
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| World forces all of us down
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| The fleeing years bend our backs
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| Love but smears our hearts
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| Here I now lie still like a broken bow
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| Soul sullen and rigid with the will to die
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| Sighing after the days long since gone
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| Cursing every step on this ill-fated trail
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| In vain I try to forget
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| In vain I try to forgive
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| Black bird from evening sky
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| Raven from heaths of night
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| Come and take my cares
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| Carry away the grief
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| Bereave me of my woes
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| Rend off these earthly throes
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| Fly them to deepest lakes
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| To the starlit shores
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| This I have learnt:
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| Even the sweetest wine turns sour
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| We work our fingers to the bone
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| All our efforts of no avail
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| Here we all are but troubled guests
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| On darkling earth
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| Lost echoes that pine away
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| Into the dusk
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| Nothing more than the wind to rely on
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| Nothing more than the death
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| To comfort us in the end
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| In vain I try to forget
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| In vain I try to forgive
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| Black bird from evening sky
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| Raven from heaths of night
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| Come and take my cares
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| Carry away the grief
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| Bereave me of my woes
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| Rend off these earthly throes
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| Fly them to deepest lakes
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| To the starlit shores
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| This I have heard:
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| All ends in serene sleep
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| All these sorrows are washed away
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| As we lapse into the night
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| As we lapse into the night
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| But I know it’s a lie
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| I know it’s a lie |