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Perhaps the wind itself from old sweped the dust away,
In a of a beauty frigg caused the fear.
Ah worried, is Balde's mother,
So worried, that the death takes a pity on him.

I saw the full of faces,
Faces full of smile.
Their eyes for the joy
And the was only dream.
But the grief dimmed my by blood
And the time blew the day.
And I for beauty,
Now in mourn only.

thorn is the joy of other.
Innocence of eyes of brother
Starkles in cruel of envy,
Which like treacherous
the white palm,
So as under the veil of smell
the fright of pain
In his eyes.

And the death like swan's
toward the end of his life.

Vindictive, but full of
Is of mother,
Which by death of
Is in agony of grief.
Crowning by nostalgia,
Helplessly seeks in the eyes of
The forgiveness, but it was her
To be further.

When the envy wakes up the
And the innocence is betrothed baseness,
by sorrow mourns even the death
And the parts with the joy.

I saw the meadow of faces,
Faces of child's smile.
eyes lived for the joy
And the was only dream.
But the dimmed my eyes by blood
And the time the horrifying day.
And I for beauty,
Now in mourn only.