See how her pretty light flickersThrowing the light on my papers
As tongues of fire
She seeks to be admired
For even the wind has come
To flirt and rest awhile
See how her pretty light flickersThrowing the light on my papers
As tongues of fire
She seeks to be admired
For even the wind has come
To flirt and rest awhile
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