Lyrics:
air.. Love is light if you feel then you flown So no need to search away your days... No, no. It'll find you when you stop, like Cornelian in stop
was When first burned in the hand You thought me a beggar Never a journeyman A suit of black silk A cornelian ring I ride at the pleasure of the king
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