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Şarkı Sözleri In the morning he burst to tears The cuckoo had taken a look of Woe I have robbed myself in your presence darling I have robbed myself in your presence darling I wear my Woe with a blood stained nose As I stand up here I am barely formed Just dust and lust now measure my bones Just dust and lust now measure my bones A fur I wear upon my back Come insearch of you on a pilgrim track Fur I wear upon my back Come insearch of you on a pilgrim track Bones a-jingle when we fall But little red drops are no obstacle For I would bury myself to hold you darling I would bury myself to hold you darling