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The wind doth blow today, my love With a few small drops of rain I never had but one true love And she in the cold grave has lain I'll do as much for my true love As any young man may I'll sit and mourn all on her grave For twelve months and a day The twelve months and a day being up The dead began to speak "Oh, who is that sits on my grave And will not let me sleep?" "It is I sits on your grave, my love And will not let you sleep I crave one kiss from your cold, clay lips And this is all I seek" "You crave one kiss from my cold, clay lips But my breath smells earthly strong If you had one kiss from my cold, clay lips Your time would not be long" "Oh, yonder in that gardеn green Letras de cancionesMy love, where wе used to walk The finest flower that ever did bloom Is withered to a stalk The stalk is withered dry, my love So must our hearts decay So make yourself content, my love 'Til death takes you away" Away Away Away From Letras Mania