Do you know this maiden? I see her in the mirror everyday. She looks at me, With eyes as black as coal. Her face looks familiar, But I don't remember why.
Her eyebrows are arched, And her lips are crimson. Her nose is slightly pointed, And her hair is dark brown.
I wonder what the colour of her heart is, And I wonder what she hides in it. I fear it is black, For she is a maiden cruel. Cruel for she abandons me, And stabs me in a way very brutal.
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