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Turn your eyes to me,Lady of Sorrow
Think not on sadness,your tears let me dry
Though the night be long,wait for the morrow
And with the dawn, the light shines in your eyes
Slowly she turned and she beckoned him nearer
She bade him sit down on a rock by the stream
I'm lost to your world,she said,go back,come no further
Your life you endanger,I'm only a dream
--chorus--
Though she did warn him,the lad did not heed her
Slowly he reached for her fragile white frame
Before he could touch her,the fair maid,she vanished
And he fell to his death in the swift running stream
--chorus--
Never through forests, a phantom go chasing
Your fate you will seal in the gathering gloom
They call her the Lady of Sorrow with reason
For many a lad she has led to his doom
Turn you eyes to me Lady of Sorrow
Think not on sadness, you tears let me dry
Spectre of woe, you will ne'er see the morrow
Never again, the light shine in your eyes