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Celtic Woman - The Butterfly Lyrics

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  • This evening the moon dreams more lazily
  • As some fair woman, lost in cushions deep
  • With gentle hand caresses listlessly
  • The contour of her breasts before she sleeps
  • On velvet backs of avalanches soft
  • She often lies enraptured as she dies
  • And gazes on white visions aloft
  • Which like a blossoming to heaven rise
  • When sometimes on this globe, in indolence
  • She lets a secret tear drop down, by chance
  • A poet, set against oblivion
  • Takes in his hand this pale and furtive tear
  • This opal drop where rainbow hues appear
  • And hides it in his breast far from the sun

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