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Visit yourself and tell me how you feel
Always I knew what you meant but now I don't know
I see the trembling veil of your soul and tears that never dry...never 
dry
Woe is me - sometimes I can't sleep at all
So close - the distance still grows
And sickness, our foe, still blows
I noticed your fragile thoughts and stars that changed their colours
We sat together so far away...so far away
Yesterday I sang a melody of autumn
In your hearse we'll rest tonight

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