[01:45.100]When through the starry night
[01:49.830]the mists of autumn glide
[01:54.060]the air is filled with tragedies of olden times
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[02:03.040]Where with a dreadful tone
[02:07.280]a nightbird plays its song
[02:11.890]in forest dark at moors they come to life...
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[02:57.280]ah.......
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