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  night

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  Dawn would come

D And I would start to Em feel my own sunrise

  but you' just lie, sleeping

And so we went away in search of gentler breezes

When we arrived I longed to lie and rustle in your grasses

But you would not permit me to retire there

None but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg

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Then we moved until we reached the tundra in the winter

Of course I longed to kiss her frosty teeth in the cold air

But now I'v grown bloated on seal fat

Not even flies might settle on the meadow of her leg

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