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Bye Bye Butterfly

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Apple Tree

Far away and long ago You took my heart and took me whole And when I crossed the river wide You forgot my poor abandoned soul Rest your mind Cause nobody knows what you might find Under this apple tree Of evil and good – eternity All things must pass...

Do Come By

I won’t wait alone in the fire Time goes by so slowly in the fire Birds and bees don’t fly near the fire Lay with me my love Do come by, do come by... You can fuel my thoughts and the fire Black hearts burn like coal in the fire Do come by, do come b...

Farewell, I'm Falling

What lonely soul is this Comes knocking on my door I cannot open it It’ll yearn forevermore Hear me, I’m calling Let me inside I need your warmth I need your light What lonely soul is this That haunts me in my sleep I’m not afraid of it I hide my...

Having Lived Through Half of My Life, I Found Me in a Gloomy Wood

Having lived through half of my life I found me in a gloomy wood And when I wandered off the right path I suddenly reached a mountain’s foot The forest so rough set fear in my mind The valley had pierced my heart with dread Surrounded by beasts while cl...

My Love

Since you came, my love I’ve been wanting to know you Since you came, my love I’ve been longing to show you My love I’ve been wanting to see you My love Since you came, my love I’ve been meaning to tell you Since you showed up my love I’ve been long...

Never Return

To the mount of light To the mount of light you’d led your steps The panther, wolf and lion The panther, wolf and lion perched ahead To the bowel of mine To the bowel of mine, in time, you came Leave all hope behind Leave all hope behind who cross the g...

Sweet Honey Pie

Tututu.... There’s a soul in the body, Domine Tututu.... What is ash will turn to ashes, Domine Tututu.... Neath the sheltering sky, what can you hide? Neath the all-seeing eye, where can you go? The dark pit of your soul Believe – or die Sweet hone...

Woman

We rose out of blood and blood drips from our black eyes, eyes, woman Our waists and temples with snakes and adders are bound, bound, woman Vengeance and anger are objects of our old trade, trade, woman On the circling walls we hide our bat wings and we wai...