.A silver-grey moonlight breaks in the boughs of the trees
To see a little girl praying to god
The death of the blazing flames cunning with falsity
And stain by the devil's mark
Her hair is golden fair, her eyes shine like the stars in the sky
And therefore they cut her hair, pric.
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