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Nuns of Abruzzo
Gawain and The Green Knight
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I was the third born
I had no prospects
Homely little thing, homely little thing
I was sent to the nuns in Abruzzo
They took my clothing
They cut my hair
Gave me a new name, gave me a new name
At night, I could sit by the window
"Will you take our vow of silence, sister, will you?"
I think I nodded yes
But I'm afraid
As I sit by the window
I'm afraid
I don't want my body to be a tomb
Don't want to be a tomb for all these words
Buried deep inside
If I die tonight
Out, out brief light
Light a candle for the ghost of the things unsaid
Listen to the wind slithering through the Cyprus trees
It's the sighing of the dead through the centuries
Listen to the wind slithering through the Cyprus trees
It's the sighing of the dead through the centuries
I was the third born
I had no prospects
Many years ago, many years ago
I was sent to the nuns in Abruzzo
Mea culpa, mea culpa
Mea maxima, mea maxima culpa est
My eternal hesitation
"Will you break your vow of silence, sister, will you?"
I nodded yes
But I'm afraid
As I stand in the doorway
I'm afraid
I don't want my body to be a tomb
Don't want to be a tomb for all these words
Buried deep inside
If I die tonight
Out, out brief light
Light a candle for the ghost of the things unsaid
Light a candle for the ghost, for the ghost
Light a candle for the ghost of the things unsaid
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