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 the Light, oh where is the light? Kindle it with burning fire of desire! There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame - is such thy fate, my - is such thy fate, my heart! Ah, death were better by far for ther! Misery Knocks at thy door and her message is that thy lord is wakeful and he calls them to the love trust through the darkness gright.minhartowania Meiame ne tirane planaringa . He sky is overcast with clouds and the rain is ceaseless. I know not what is this that stirs in me - I know not its meaning. A moments flash of lightning drags a deeper gloom on my sight my heart gropes for the path to where the music of sight calls me. Light, oh where do the light' dimore it with burning fire of desire! It thunders and the wind rushes sereanning through the void. The night is bleckas black stone. Let not the hours pass by in the dark Kindle the lamp of love with thy life! and 50