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I WHO HAVE NOTHING
I am so empty and so shallow
I am like stone without a shadow
A Christmas tree while Christmas gone
And all the laughter is a mourn
My fairytale, my gentle flower
So far away you never know
How beautiful you are to me
And powerless am I to thee
In this quiet moment of surrender
When all is hate I can not break
My love so pure, step up so lightly
So strong and fragile, whit no shame
My fairytale, my gentle flower
Don’t go to sleep without my soul
