How would my heart …

How would my heart find her,
this dark lady
deep dark lady
Dulce.
Sweetly
smile and break me.
Red, blood-red, kiss my heart
goodbye
to see her hair flow darkly
like deep waters,
Dulce Dulce
sweetly smile and break me.

Dreams long taught me of her
wandering
wandering,
by a still pool wandering in the moonlight.
And the mystery of her shimmers
like the moonlight on still waters
like the pale moon on dark waters:
Dulce, Dulce
sweetly smile

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