.I'm going to go into the fir trees
There where I last saw her>But the evening is throwing a cloth upon the land
and upon the ways behind the edge of the forest
And the forest it is so black and empty
Woe is me, oh woe
And the birds sing no more
Without you I cannot be
Wi.
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