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BANSHEE
From thick fogs and Glittering and exotic mists I hear the murmur Of a Celtic and Caucasoid Slim and powerful Goddess With the power Of the night And the mystique Of a deceived Woman Longing for Love That impossible Is become.
He whispers while I dream And cries for her who doesn’t come back This is my dream… BANSHEE’s dream.
Autor ©: Peter Lee Dolphein, Braga November 22nd 2004 Acknowledgement: Translation from Portuguese by Marie Josée Castel. Thank You! |
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