In the absence of tranquility
Bewitch me in nights embrace
Grace the beauty by the Candlelight
By silence of the sentimental night
Dreadly shadows cast upon me
Poccessing my souls in captivity
The gentle Lady speaks not of thoughts
Nor of the flame
You hold so, Dear
The dark beauty of my night,
Bewitch my soul
By your Candlelight.
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