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| Full name | elegy |
| Game |   |
| Homepage | www.metal-archives.com/release.php?id=162 |
| IRC | #elegy |
| Country | Scandinavia |
| Notes | Long evenings full of longing Low-spirited my mornings Full of longing too my nights And all times the bitterest. ‘Tis my lovly I long for It is my darling I miss My black-browed one I grieve for. There’s no hearing my treasure No seeing my marten-breast No hearing her in the lane Driving below the window Chopping the wood by the stack Clinking outside the cook-house: In the earth my berry lies In the soil she’s mouldering Under the sand my sweet one Beneath the grass my treasure The one I grieve for. |
| Last modified on | 20 Oct 2007 12:41 |
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