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To the tune of Lullaby of Takeda, written after reading her reflections on the way to the gallows.
D A Bm Shadows stretch long in the window Bm A Eleven standing on the scaffold high d a bm The gallows will creek to the blackbird singing a g bm I greet them at the red sunrise Down where my lover is standing See where my tears stain his chin Our comrades defiant around him Sway like the banners in the wind Where is the poet and writer, Whose words were the swelling April flood? Where are the friends of the prisoner Whose flag was painted in blood? Gone like the blossoms of cherry, Driven by the winter’s dying rage The scarlet wing thrushes are singing Are singing even from an iron cage (repeat first verse)
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