I met a foreign man in the west
I felt a strange fire in my chest
Like moonshine in the morning light of the sun
I never saw him coming
I ran from him into the forest:
He had no fear of depth or darkness
Like a lion on the open plains he pursued
I never saw him coming
He put an arrow through my heart
And I don’t mind it at all
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