Someone is at the door again, my weeping heart, no, no one Perhaps a passerby, who will go somewhere else The night has passed, waiting, the star-dust is settling Sleepy candle-flames are flickering in distant palaces Every pathway has passed into sleep, tired of waiting Alien dust has smudged all traces of footsteps Blow out the candles, let the wine and cup flow Close and lock your sleepless doors No one, no one will come here now.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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