On a cold night a blue shadow rises
on the peaceful moon calling out into the night
I put away the cruel love deep inside my heart,
If I could only grasp your outstretched arms
If my wings of freedom are cut off
I will just struggle forth until love has ended
The limits of the means to survive are high as the
mountains
But as long as I can breathe
I can live without limits
On that blue night, if I could only grasp your
outstretched arms
Even if my last breath is taken away
I will just struggle forth until love has ended
And so it was later as the Miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly turned a whiter shade of pale
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