I was walking through the night Suddenly I remarked a sound in the winds An angel like voice singing a tale Through the cold and stormy night Flies an angel The black angel White skin, red lips and long black hair, Her wing is broken The guardian angel Listening breathless to her voice Which has touched me right there in my heart I felt the tears run down my face Through the cold and stormy night Flies an angel The black angel White skin, red lips and long black hair, Her wing is broken The guardian angel The storm drags on her clothes Like an invisible warrior Her wing broke with a sound So disgusting that it froze my heart Her voice became weaker Losing this fight of blackness
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