Pieces en Concert -- Prelude, La Tromba, Air de
|I am the mirror of our love,
And you its brazen fire.
To me our love is merely joy;
To you it is your breath.
I am the marker that must move;
And now you must be put to sleep,
But I'm the one
who can't help weep
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