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发帖数: 3199 | 1 Late, late, I come to you, dear
Over your low lying mound hanging the stiring stars
The roses are cold in the chilly air
Star after star, I saw all the trembling sparkles past
Late, late, I come to your mound
Between the roses I'm drunk in their breath that forever lasts
But you were colder in the glowing snows
So the flowery breath blows harder, O, it casts my heart | s**t
发帖数: 17016 | 2 nice
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: Late, late, I come to you, dear
: Over your low lying mound hanging the stiring stars
: The roses are cold in the chilly air
: Star after star, I saw all the trembling sparkles past
: Late, late, I come to your mound
: Between the roses I'm drunk in their breath that forever lasts
: But you were colder in the glowing snows
: So the flowery breath blows harder, O, it casts my heart
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