I touched your lips
You look like her
You could have been
My daughter
This reddish hair
This blooming cheeks
I swear it's
Just a kiss
Your husband
Will die
And all North
Will be mine
Oh, naive girl
It's just a lie.
I couldn't love again
Could I?

I touched your lips
You look like her
You could have been
My daughter
This reddish hair
This blooming cheeks
I swear it's
Just a kiss
Your husband
Will die
And all North
Will be mine
Oh, naive girl
It's just a lie.
I couldn't love again
Could I?
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