The city is lost ¼tet
Dark lies the city
Since love left it
A mournful wind blows through dark alleys
Sighing only he understands my deep suffering
United with in death of the once proud city
Which a sick spirit destroyed
The city was lovely
On which a gentle hill nestled itself
The city lay golden
If I I saw it from up there
I loved the city
Even though it cast me out
Connected to the city
Even when I left it
A mournful one Wind blows through dark alleys
Sighing, only he understands my deep suffering
United in death with the once proud city
Which a sick spirit has destroyed

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