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longing
LONGING
I waited for you a thousand of years
My longing was strong as the flower’s for rain
In a day where the sun is burning
Like it has done the previous day
I show myself in and gentle
My dress it was beautiful silk
My body was smeared in a perfume
Of a quality unsurpassed
I showed myself poor and humble
Dressed in a sack and in ashes
My body grew weak and bony
Not did I touch any food
I song longs of love and of sorrows
All were they moved into tears
They called me the queen of lovers
But what did I care without you
I have waited for you a thousand of years
Tryed all that I could to receive you
My feelings were worthy and strong
And yet you have not sent a word
I will tear myself into paces
First I will pull out my hear
Pick out my eyes with a knife
I course you who have let me alone
I will run through the golden city
My cries shall be heard everywhere
My wild and hysterical screaming
shall make him com out to me
He shall se my dreadful appearance
I will cry my woe in his hears
and haunt him days and nights
’course I was the goddess of love
