My lady d`arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I`ll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.
My lady d`arbanville why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low,
My lady d`arbanville why do you sleep so still?
I`ll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.
My lady d`arbanville, you look so cold tonight.
Your lips feel like winter,
Your skin has turned to white, your skin has turned to white.
My lady d`arbanville, why do you sleep so still?
I`ll wake you tomorrow
And you will be my fill, yes, you will be my fill.
La la la la la....
My lady d`arbanville why does it grieve me so?
But your heart seems so silent.
Why do you breathe so low, why do you breathe so low,
I loved you my lady, though in your grave you lie,
I`ll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die.
I loved you my lady, though in your grave you lie,
I`ll always be with you
This rose will never die, this rose will never die.
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