Macbeth - Pure Treasure
I′ve found the rarest thing in the world
A strange fascinating light
It doesn′t shine
But it perfumes like a flower
Growing everywhere and somewhere
Pure treasure
Like a pearl of dew
Innocent diadem
Of a divine crown
Its name is the name of a wind
With an enchanted breath
The flap of an angel′s wings
A flower growing everywhere and somewhere
A strange fascinating light
It doesn′t shine
But it perfumes like a flower
Growing everywhere and somewhere
Pure treasure
Like a pearl of dew
Innocent diadem
Of a divine crown
Its name is the name of a wind
With an enchanted breath
The flap of an angel′s wings
A flower growing everywhere and somewhere
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