| I went down to the place
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| Where I knew, she lay waiting
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| Under the marble and the snow
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| I said, «Mother I’m frightened
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| The thunder and the lightning
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| I’ll never come through this alone»
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| She said, ‽I'll be with you
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| My shawl wrapped around you
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| My hand on your head when you goâ€
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| And the night came on, it was very calm
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| I wanted the night to go on and on
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| But she said, ‽Go back, go back to the worldâ€
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| We were fighting in Egypt
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| When they signed this agreement
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| That nobody else had to die
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| There was this terrible sound
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| And my father went down
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| With a terrible wound in his side
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| He said, ‽Try to go on
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| Take my books, take my gun
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| And remember, my son, how they liedâ€
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| And the night comes on and it’s very calm
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| I’d like to pretend that my father was wrong
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| But you don’t want to lie, not to the young
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| We were locked in this kitchen
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| I took to religion
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| And wondered how long she would stay
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| I needed so much
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| To have nothing to touch
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| I’ve always been greedy that way
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| But my son and my daughter
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| Climbed out of the water
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| Cryin' papa, you promised to play
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| And they lead me away to the great surprise
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| It’s papa, don’t peek, papa, cover your eyes
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| And they hide, they hide in the World
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| Now I look for her always
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| I’m lost in this calling
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| I’m tied to the threads of some prayer
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| Saying, ‽When will she summon me?
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| When will she come to me?
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| What must I do to prepare?â€
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| Then she bends to my longing
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| Like a willow, like a fountain
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| She stands in the luminous air
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| And the night comes on and it’s very calm
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| I lie in her arms and says, ‽When I’m gone
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| I’ll be yours, yours for a songâ€
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| Now the crickets are singing
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| The vesper bells ringing
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| The cat’s curled asleep in his chair
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| I’ll go down to Bill’s Bar
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| I can make it that far
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| And I’ll see if my friends are still there
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| And yes, here’s to the few
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| Who forgive what you do
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| And the fewer who don’t even care
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| And the night comes on and it’s very calm
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| I want to cross over, I want to go home
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| And she says, ‽Go back, go back to the world†|