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Guinnevere had green eyesLike yours, mi'lady like yoursWhen she'd walk downThrough the gardenIn the morning after it rainedPeacocks wandered aimlesslyunderneath an orange tree Why can't she see me?GuinnevereDrew pentagramsLike yours, mi'lady like yoursLate at nightWhen she thought that no one was watching at allShe shall be freeAs she turns her gazeDown the slopeto the harbor where I layAnchored for a dayGuinnevereHad golden hairLike yours, mi'lady like yours Streaming out when we'd rideThrough the warm wind down by the bayYesterdaySeagulls circle endlesslyI sing in silent harmonyWe shall be free From Letras Mania