Don't give me love
Don't give me faith
Wisdom nor pride, give innocence instead
Don't give me love
I've had my share
Beauty nor rest, give me truth instead
A crow flew to me, kept its distance
Such a proud creation
I saw its soul, envied its pride
But needed nothing it had
An owl came to me, old and wise
Pierced right through my youth
I learned its ways, envied its sense
But needed nothing it had
A dove came to me, had no fear
It rested on my arm
I touched its calm, envied its love
But needed nothing it had
A swan of white, she came to me
The lake mirrored her beauty sweet
I kissed her neck, adored her grace
But need nothing she could give
Got to grieve her, got to wreck it
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