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We agreed to meet on a glade.
I went on the silent wood.
In a hand I held a blade.
My mood was very good.
We met on our place.
I looked at your face.
It was pale, like ice.
It was a magnificent trice.
Don't die! I tell you: "Don't die.
Hold, grab life.
Don't die, I will not leave you.
Do not die!"
I seized you for a throat
And looked at your eyes.
You didn't even resist.
And we couldn't coexist.
Don't die! I tell you: "Don't die.
Hold, grab life.
Don't die, I will not leave you.
Do not die!"
You were dying in my knees,
I weren't understanding this.
Dark spread in my body.
I asked: "Help me, somebody".
Don't die! I tell you: "Don't die.
Hold, grab life.
Don't die, I will not leave you.
Do not die!"
I'm dying too.
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