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you try to distance yourself from me
I endure rain, sorrow, pain and the cold Like a tree I Shall stay close until I grow old I won't move , I will stand in the bad weather Even in the last moment my hope will not fade My hope that we will be toghether I shall spend my life and eternity in your shade I will not lie, I will not say that I'm not afraid Nothing will put me down, not even a blade. I'm shattered , I am in pieces But every piece follows you anywhere Only to make your soul be in peace You drive me into despair. No matter I shall go on by your side Never alone, never will you have to hide.
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