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It does not know it
It does not know it
It does not know it is this not that
And, more and more often, agape,

OW strongly does my passion flow,
Divided equally ’twixt two
Damon had ne’er subdued my heart,
Had not Alexis took his part;

Does it matter
-losing your legs
For people will always be kind,
And you need not show that you

Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong,
Which asks no duties and no conscience
The moon goes up by leaps, her cheerful path In some far summer stratum of the sky,
While stars with their cold shine bedot her way

In the sky there is nobody asleep
Nobody, nobody
Nobody is asleep
The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their cabins

She was an evil stepmother
In her old age she is slowly dyingin an empty hovel
She shudderslike a clutch of burnt paper
She does not remember that she was evil

Time does not bring relief; you all have
Who told me time would ease me of my pain
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;

He who binds to himself a
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it
Lives in eternity's sun rise