spellbinding arrangements
woven with
the alchemy of classical
the earth of folk and roots
the heartbeat of jazz
and ancient acappella tuning
welcome
listen
just two voices singing
from her family
to her death
Some say the man who
seduced her
was the devil
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Black is the colour
of my true love's hair
His lips are something wond'rous fair
The purest eyes
the bravest hands
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You told me once dear
you really loved me
And no one else could come between
But now you've left me and love another
You have shattered
all of my dreams.
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