You, my love, are in this song, all of you, your voice, your soul, and all my heart.
We walked along the riverside, hand in hand, before they dragged me away, away from you, for whom I was born.
And there, in that hell humans made for other humans, I listened to the song, and cried.
In that hell I remembered: the Riverside. And I remembered you.
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