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THE DAMSEL
When i looked through my window
It was already Morning
The dark sky was fading
The sun was coming from the East

My orchards Flowers were waking up
They were releasing their incense
The mighty oak tree was praising God
Me and the birds were Singing
worshipping our creator

I looked straight to oak tree
The girl was lost
My violinist had gone

She was replaced by a beautiful damsel
She looks angelic
Her voice captivates my heart as she sings
I thought she was and angel in disguise

She was a rapunzel
Her long hair bear sweet incense
Oh! i do love to spend my days;
Abiding with this damsel
Oh abide with me
Oh dwell with me
Was my song all through


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