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The moon still sends its mellow light / Through the purple blackness of the night;
The morning star is palely bright / Before the dawn.
The sun still shines just as before;
The rose still grows beside my door, / But you have gone.
The sky is blue and the robin sings;
The butterflies dance on rainbow wings / Though I am sad.
In all the earth no joy can be;
Happiness comes no more to me, / For you are dead.