When she vowed her faith to me, softly,
In the desert of my heart, a flower bloomed, softly.
When she vowed her faith to me, softly.
I believe you are the healer, you will offer solace,
Yet, touch my wounds, gently, softly.
In the desert of my heart, a flower bloomed, softly.
When she vowed her faith to me, softly.
Tonight, I am troubled, utterly alone,
O breeze, whisper a word of her, softly.
In the desert of my heart, a flower bloomed, softly.
When she vowed her faith to me, softly.
Even if arrows are my fate, then extinguish my eyes,
If you must depart, then leave me, softly.
In the desert of my heart, a flower bloomed, softly.
When she vowed her faith to me, softly.
When she vowed her faith to me, softly.
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