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His forbidden bliss (Her sorrow)
The train is passing through the fields,
Leaving a scent of the past behind.
It follows and nothing can shield
From this sorrow, so easy to find.
Let it go and see for yourself,...
Leaving a scent of the past behind.
It follows and nothing can shield
From this sorrow, so easy to find.
Let it go and see for yourself,...
