The twilight deepens, black as night,
Without you, without you, no light.
How does the heart bear its plight?
Without you, without you, no might.
Come back, don't leave,
Don't leave, don't leave, grieve.
My eyes, dry for so long,
Wait, where do I belong?
Soaked in desire's tender rain,
Listen, my love, listen again.
Across seven lives, I'd gladly die,
If in the eighth, you'd be nigh.
I'd war with the world,
If your hand in mine, unfurled.
If you're not here,
My heart knows no cheer.
What use is living, tell me why,
With no hope of your return, I sigh?
What use is living?
The twilight deepens, black as night,
Without you, without you, no light.
How does the heart bear its plight?
Without you…
Listen, my love.
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