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And everything's fine as she holds up the sign of the queen to her eyes and her mind
She gathers your love to her with a feminine sigh Is it fair to be in love again when the queen doesn't care And in the hours of dark and keeping, princes come to her and pass their time And yet see sees her own eyes weeping Her own voice she hears beneath her mind
And everything's fine as she holds up the sign of the queen to her eyes and her mind |
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