Bubijeva pesmarica

GI came by mG₇yself to a Fvery crowded pClace;
GI was looking for sG₇omeone who had liFnes in her fCace.
I found her thereC₇​ but she was pFast all concern;
I aCsked her to hFold mee, dsaid, "Lady, unfold me,"
but shee₇​ scCorned me and she toFld me
I was deGad G₇and I could never retuCrn.

GWell, I argued G₇all night Flike so many have Cbefore,
Gsaying, "Whatever you G₇give me, I seem to Fneed so much Cmore."
Then she pointed at C₇me where I Fkneeled on her floor,
she Csaid, "Don't Ftry eto duse me or slyly refuse me,
just e₇ Cwin me or lose Fme,
it is Gthis G₇that the darkness is Cfor."

FI cried, "Oh, GLady Midnight, I G₇fear that you grow Cold,
the stars Geat your body and the G₇wind makes you Ccold."
C"If we cry now," Gshe said, "it will G₇just be Cignored."
CSo I walked Gthrough the morning, G₇sweet early Cmorning,
CI could Ghear my G₇lady Ccalling,

"FYou've wGon me, you've wG₇on me, my loCrd,
you've wGon me, you've wG₇on me, my loCrd,
yCes, you've wGon me, you've wG₇on me, my loCrd,
Cah, you've wGon me, you've wG₇on me, my loCrd,
Cah, you've wGon me, you've wG₇on me, my loCrd."