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Cinderella
It was moonlight and I thought of you,
I closed my eyes and there I saw you,
Stretching your arms, swaying on tiptoes,
Waiting for your lovers lips to reach you
I tried to hang on to dream of you
With you in mind and yet without you
Then the church clock struck 12 times
Taking away every trace of you
Dome of the Borujerdi palace house of Kashan