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When the moon shines bright and lonesome On the silent moors Then my true love comes a visiting Comes knocking at my door She wears a dress of embers And begs to let her in But I know better than that And tearfully I sing She left me at the alter She left me alone to dance She left me living her dreams She left without a chance When the moon shines bright and lonesome On the silent moors Then my true love comes a visiting Comes knocking at my door I keep the door tight shut The windows blocked and barred I will not let that creature in Though it leaves me scarred. For she did not leave me truly For her ghost still carries on On nights when the moon shines brightly You can hear her plaintive song When the moon shines bright and lonesome On the silent moors Then my true love comes a visiting Comes knocking at my door
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
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When the moon shines bright and lonesome On the silent moors Then my true love comes a visiting Comes knocking at my door She wears a dress of embers And begs to let her in But I know better than that And tearfully I sing She left me at the alter She left me alone to dance She left me living her dreams She left without a chance When the moon shines bright and lonesome On the silent moors Then my true love comes a visiting Comes knocking at my door I keep the door tight shut The windows blocked and barred I will not let that creature in Though it leaves me scarred. For she did not leave me truly For her ghost still carries on On nights when the moon shines brightly You can hear her plaintive song When the moon shines bright and lonesome On the silent moors Then my true love comes a visiting Comes knocking at my door
Madouc
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
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