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2:42 |
| Primary Genre |
Rock-Religious |
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Under the apple tree
I woke you.
In the place where you were born.
Close your heart to every love
but mine.
Hold no one in your arms but me.
Love is as powerful as death.
Passion is as strong as death itself.
It bursts into flame and burns like a ragin fire, water
cannot put it out.
Come to me my lover.
Like a gazelle.
Like a young stag on the mountains, where spices grow.
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