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Willow — Hildegard von Blingin’

Originally by Taylor Swift

I am like the water when thy ship roll’d in that night

Rough on the surface, but thou cut’st through like a knife

And if we were not bound by fate,

Ne’er would have known from the look on thy face

Lost in thy current like a priceless wine

The more thou dost say, the less I know

Whither thou wilt stray, I follow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man

Life was a willow and it bent before thy wind

Head on the pillow, I could feel thee stealing in

As if thou wert a mythical thing,

A chalice from the palace or a champion ring

There was one prize I would die to win

The more thou dost say, the less I know

Whither thou wilt stray, I follow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man

Thou knowest my ship could bear thee home

Anywhere else is hollow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man

Life was a willow, and it bent before thy wind

I am scorned time and time again

Life was a willow, and it bent before thy wind

Yet I return like an old refrain

Wait for the signal, I shall meet thee after dark

Down by the tree where my name and mine are carv’d

Now we two are bound by fate

Belike I might have known from the look on thy face

Every facade was a work of art

The more thou dost say, the less I know

Whither thou wilt stray, I follow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man

Thou knowest my ship could bear thee home

Anywhere else is hollow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man

The more thou dost say, the less I know

Whither thou wilt stray, I follow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man

I know that my ship could bear thee home

Anywhere else is hollow

I beg of thee, please, take my hand,

Foil my plans, thou’rt my man