Oh Eve, come here, don't feel the fear,
Don't hesitate to take my hand.
I'll take your tears away from here
And set our life so bright and glad.
Tell me the story full of joy,
Let scarlet lips to whisper words,
To leave behind a field of sand
To fly away with lonely birds.
For Eve
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