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Don't touch my blue hand I'm sorry that we met so Don't kiss my blue lips I don't want you to feel this cold I was hanging around the country Looking for a girl like you But now it's too late and I can't escape And my heart will never go Don't cry my favourite song I hear from the island of life Close my eyes say good bye Don't let the deadman cry I was rich and famous and did what I wanted But once I felt that you loved If I've sold all my treasure I could buy the moon But for you I paid my life White snow was covering my girl She looked like she was just asleep Birds sang for the last time The song you would never hear And the sun was shining brighter Greener - the wood over hill You will never find the place Where these hearts became still
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