| The sun is falling and it lies in blood
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| The moon is weaving bandages of gold
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| O black swan, where oh where is my lover now?
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| Where oh where is my lover now?
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| Torn and tattered is my bridal gown and my lamp is lost
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| With silver needles and with silver threads
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| The stars stitch a shroud for the dying sun
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| O black swan, where oh where is my lover now?
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| I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring
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| And a golden ring
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| I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, with silver needles and with silver threads
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| The stars stitch a shroud for the dying sun
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, black wing
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, black wing, take me down with you
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| Take me down with you, take me down with you
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| Take me down with you
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| O black swan take me down with you
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| I had given him a kiss of fire
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| Take me down with you |