Hang Song

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Cosmos70 - Pop

Hang Song

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In the mournful vaults of fathomless gloom To which Fate has already banished me Where a bright, rosy beam never enters; Where, alone with Night, that sullen hostess I'm like a painter whom a mocking God Condemns to paint, alas! upon darkness; Where, a cook with a woeful appetite I boil and I eat my own heart; At times there shines, and lengthens, and broadens A specter made of grace and of splendor; By its dreamy, oriental manner When it attains its full stature I recognize my lovely visitor; It's She! dark and yet luminous

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