Thy cheeks, flush with love, Are comely and inviting. With rows of jewels, you beckon me. Thy neck with bands of compassion, and Chains of gold not cold iron.
Song 1.10 |Chains

Thy cheeks, flush with love, Are comely and inviting. With rows of jewels, you beckon me. Thy neck with bands of compassion, and Chains of gold not cold iron.
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