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Bài hát Under A Violet Moon - Blackmore's Night. Dancing to the feel of the drum. Leave this world behind. We'll have a drink and toast to ourselves. Under a Violet Moon. Tudor Rose with her hair in
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the torch and she is the theme. . She could be a dream but - oh boy - is she real. Try to avoid her eyes. To avoid her words. . They will hit you with all that you feel. He's searching. She's
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Filled up with noises from the dark depth. Stark screaming curses on the card deck. Now the knock under foot. Come in closer. Do you wander while it's curling round the corner?. It starts turning
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gonna make it easy. I'm gonna make it easy. I'm gonna make it easy Violet fire, cold in your arms. Kiss me oh, cold violet fire. Violet fire, cold in your arms. Kiss me oh cold violet fire I'm gonna
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the torch and she is the theme. . She could be a dream but - oh boy - is she real. Try to avoid her eyes. To avoid her words. . They will hit you with all that you feel. He's searching. She's
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the torch and she is the theme. . She could be a dream but - oh boy - is she real. Try to avoid her eyes. To avoid her words. . They will hit you with all that you feel. He's searching. She's
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I can't focus on what needs to get done. I'm on notice, hoping that you don't run. You think I'm tepid but I'm misdiagnosed. 'Cause I'm a stalker, I seen all of your posts, ah. And I'm just tryna play
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, these niggaz. In the game don't sound the same Aiyyo what happened?. (They ain't got in 'em to make a classic). Aiyyo what happened?. (These niggaz can't hold the torch, so why pass it) Aiyyo, I ain't
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tiEverybody's Somebody's Fool. arMichael Jackson. alBen. Everybody's somebody's fool. The world is the biggest school. As you live, you learn though a torch will burn. Everybody's somebody's fool
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If I had known the graceful song I should know. To slow down all the madness, I would have sung. A whispered melody to calm you and keep you close But I don't know the tune. It's a burden on my sor
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want you to. Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to. . And the sky was all violet. I wanna give my violet more violence. And I'm the one with no soul. One above and one below
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A thousand rainy days. And i spoke on tongues that talk of saints. Burned down days like cigarettes. For your hollow praise. Down the days that you forget. Count the pictures that you keep. Keep
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shades of all shades. every shape and size. promised parties in the air. danced before her eyes. but where did love go. and where were you. on the day they turned violet to blue friends of all
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go. I can look deep into your light and shout. Hold me. Hold me. Hold me. Hold me. Hold me I hear the saxophone and it tears my soul. And we're feeling old, feeling so cold. She is the torch
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. Year after year, the holly king. Passes the torch as it was intended Through a midwinter clearing. A final kiss and a new beginning. Kiss on the queen wearing his wreath. Soon with the sun she will
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winding, weaving fate to which we both atone. You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet. To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
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. Imagine the dream. Now close both your eyes. Fall into the violet skies. Deep inside your eyes it shows. You've been lost for too long. Out of touch. On the edge. I promise you will find a way. I found a
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the torch and she is the theme. . She could be a dream but - oh boy - is she real. Try to avoid her eyes. To avoid her words. . They will hit you with all that you feel. He's searching. She's
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the torch and she is the theme. . She could be a dream but - oh boy - is she real. Try to avoid her eyes. To avoid her words. . They will hit you with all that you feel. He's searching. She's
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Verse 1. Uh, alright. I can't focus on what needs to get done. I'm on notice hoping that you don't run, ah. You think I'm tepid but I'm misdiagnosed. Cause I'm a stalker I seen all of your posts, ah-a
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secretly ignite your sins. Chorus. Fly away, fly away. From the torch of blame. They hunt you. The Lucifer's Angels. Never lived, you never died. Your life has been denied. They call you. The Lucifer's Angel
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long. We ain't gotta talk baby. We'll keep the stereo on. When the floor is wet. And the lights come on but you don't wanna leave. Stay awhile, stay awhile with me. Stay awhile, don't deny the violet
