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I. Leave Me Here Crying (Ah!)
The scream leaves on the wind
Its shadow of cypress.
Leave me here in these fields
Leave me here crying.
All has broken in the world,
Nothing remains but silence.
Leave me here in these fields
Leave me here crying.
Bitten by bonfires,
Lightless horizons,
Leave me, I tell you,
In these fields here crying.
II. Ditty of First Desire
In the green morning
I wanted to be a heart.
A heart.
In the ripe evening
I wanted to be a nightingale
A nightingale.
(Soul,
turn orange-colored.
Soul,
turn the color of love.)
In the vivid morning
I wanted to be myself.
A heart.
And at the evening's end
I wanted to be my voice.
A nightingale.
Soul,
turn orange-colored.
Soul,
turn the color of love.
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