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The day I die I don't want to go to heaven
I want to stay close to
Be your comfort

And with your fresh mouth, my black girl, I will sing to you again
And with your black eyes
My black girl, I will look at you again

I won't let the rain wet your face again
I will always return in dreams
I will always be your owner

And with your fresh mouth
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