| Oh my Dear, Nothing I fear
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| More than terribly embrace the idea
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| Of never again hear your whispers in my ear…
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| A blow from Heaven, gift or curse?
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| Within my reach this present I got
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| Jet-black quill and inspiration returned…
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| Of a Raven born!
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| The shadow of an uncertain stroke of fate
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| Of a Raven born
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| «Hold me tight, in your heart!
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| Cause what easy come, easy go»
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| Nothing has changed since the time you left
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| Sand in hourglass moving in reverse
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| Is this for real or the Green Fairy is crushing my will?
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| My soul on fire, enraptured with desire
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| Words came to me like magnet attracts iron
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| Can I be so happy? |
| Is for sure that I’ll be punished…
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| The shadow of an uncertain stroke of fate
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| Of a Raven born
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| «Hold me tight, in your heart!
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| Cause what easy come, easy go»
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| Who’s there! |
| A menace to my well?
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| Do you come to settle the amount of this loan?
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| Take my soul, but please, don’t take me apart from her!
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| In silence he stared and picked up his quill
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| Became one with darkness, leaving me on despair
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| Wind brought one word -Nevermore-
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| And gone, was all inspiration, of a Raven born!
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| The shadow of an uncertain stroke of fate
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| Of a Raven born
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| Endless time for mourning dress
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| This tower now will be your jail
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| All inspiration gone!
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| All inspiration
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| Of a Raven born! |