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Tried the Seas
and tried the Wood
evening breeze
where starlight stood

Early morning’s crispy dew
magic drops that Faeries brew
woman’s passion like a drug
strong love drinking from her mug

But I couldn’t find it still
that one purest Loving Mill
in the sky high I will try
after happily I die

TRAGAČ
Kušah mora
i u šumi
bijelih zora
zvjezdan prvi

Svježe rose ranog dana
kapljice što Vili hrana
zanos žene kao drogu
žeđah među njenih nogu

Možda ona samo spin
te ljubavi čiste Mlin
tražit ću kroz zvjezdan dim
kad u Smrti san usnim

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