Gaeta’s Lament

Alone she sleeps in the shirt of man with my three wishes clutched in her hand….
The first that she be spared the pain that comes from a dark and laughing rain.
When she finds love may it always stay true this I beg for a second wish I made, too. 

But wish no more my life, you can take To
have her, please, just one day wake To
have her, please , just one day wake ….


Pós edição (08.12.2010)

Alone she sleeps in the shirt of man
with my three wishes clutched in her hand
The first that she be spared the pain
that comes from a dark and laughing rain
when she finds love may it always stay true
this I beg for the second wish I may too
but wish no more
my life you can take
to have her please just one day wake
to have her please just one day wake
to have her please just one day wake

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