Sadness befalls your eyes my lady
a painful shadow hides your smile
your eyes pleading caress upon mine
as if to lift this vale of grief
Magic I`ll work for you my fair lady
spells I shall cast upon your way
to gods and demons, invocations
to Earth and Moon, I`ll place my plea.
But then, could my love and only
cure and soothe, your pained heart?







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