Ye that now smile

In fronte of my colde statue

By blue musk veilede

Ye know not my sadde storie



I remember now the cold I felt

When your eyes turned

Towards that poisoned flower

I have dreamt of thee

I have dreamt of our serene past times

But they have passed, alas!



I have loved thee more than my own life

Now I wonder in the wind,

And I dream endlessly

I have slept no longer

I have spoke no longer

I have loved thee more than my own life



My name is Aloisa and I bring sweet perfumes and love

To sad ladies



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