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点击复制In twilight's embrace, the shadows conspire
A whispering wind, a quivering lyre
The stars hide away from the night's cold ire
As fate weaves its thread, ever dire
In the village of whispers, where secrets lie deep
A maiden once danced, now eternally sleeps
Her laughter once echoed, a promise to keep
Now drowned in the depths, where dark waters creep
Her eyes, like the storm, once wild and free
Now stare through the silence, lost in the sea
The Likhо's foul play, a treacherous spree
Left nothing but ripples and her last plea
Oh, the nightfall's lament, the cold river's flow
The heartache that festers, the sorrow that grows
Beneath the weeping willows, in the moon's silvery glow
A maiden fair with flaxen hair, to the river she did go
With heart betrayed and dreams unmade, by Likhо's cruel deceit
She wept for love that soared above, now sunk in dark defeat
By the banks of despair, where the weeping trees moan
Her spirit still wanders, forever alone
The whispers of love, now turned to stone
A tale of a heart, that's never known home
The night air carries her silent song
A melody of where all lost loves belong
In the arms of the river, she's drawn along
To the cadence of sorrow, the drowned maiden's throng
Oh, the echoes of pain, the haunting refrain
The love that was lost, the enduring stain
Beneath the weeping willows, in the moon's silvery glow
A maiden fair with flaxen hair, to the river she did go
With heart betrayed and dreams unmade, by Likhо's cruel deceit
She wept for love that soared above, now sunk in dark defeat
In the hush of the night, her tale is told
In the rustling leaves, in the misty cold
The Likhо's laugh, so brash and bold
Now silenced by the sorrow of the love she holds
The strings of the heart, so roughly torn
The fabric of fate, so cruelly worn
In the dance of the dead, where she was sworn
The maiden's lament, forever mourn
So let the river run, let the sorrow sing
Of the maiden's heart, and the pain it brings
In the silent depths, where the shadows cling
Her lament remains, a sorrowful king