#10: The Crow, The Owl and The Dove

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Don't give my love, don't give me faith, windsom nor pride, give innocence instead. Don't give my love, I've had my share, beauty nor rest, give me truth instead.

A crow flew to me, kept its distance, such a proud creation. I saw its soul, envied its pride, but needed nothing it had.

A owl came to me, old an wise, pierced right through my youth. I learned its ways, envied its sense, but needed nothing it had.

Don't give my love, don't give me faith, windsom nor pride, give innocence instead. Don't give my love, I've had my share, beauty nor rest, give me truth instead.

A dove came to me, had no fear, it rested on my arm. I touched its calm, envied its love, but needed nothing it had.

A swan of white, she came to me, the lake mirroed, her beauty sweet. I kissed her neck, adored her grace, but needed nothing she could give.

Gar tuht river, ger te rheged. Gar tuht river, ger te rheged. Gar tuht river, ger te rheged. Gar tuht river, ger te rheged. Gar tuht river, ger te rheged. Gar tuht river, ger te rheged.

Don't give my love, don't give me faith, windsom nor pride, give innocence instead. Don't give my love, I've had my share, beauty nor rest, give me truth instead.

Don't give my love, don't give me faith, windsom nor pride, give innocence instead. Don't give my love, I've had my share, beauty nor rest, give me truth instead.

Don't give my love, don't give me faith, windsom nor pride, give innocence instead. Don't give my love, I've had my share, beauty nor rest, give me truth instead.



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