This is Marinella's true story
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Who slipped into the river in spring
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But the wind that saw her so lovely
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Carried her from the river onto a star
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Alone, without the memory of any pain
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You lived without the dream of love
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But a king with no crown and no guard
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Knocked three times on your door one day
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His hat is white like the moon
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His cloak is red like love
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You followed him for no reason
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Like a kid follows a kite
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And the sun was out and your eyes were lovely
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He kissed your lips and your hair
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The moon was up and your eyes were tired
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He laid his hands on your hips
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There were kisses and there were smiles
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Then there were only the cornflowers
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That watched with the eyes of the stars
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Your skin quivering to the wind and to kisses
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They say that as you were coming back
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You somehow slipped into the river
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And he, who wouldn't believe you dead
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Knocked at your door for a hundred more years
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This is your song, Marinella
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Because you flew up to the sky on a star
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And like all the most beautiful things
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You lived just one day, like roses
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And like all the most beautiful things
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You lived just one day, like roses