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My fingers touch the solid stones
Strong and cold, they keep me from home
Imprisoned like a wingless dove
Far away from the land I love
Lonely days count lonely years
I have cried a thousand tears
All that I tried to gain
Is lost the effort was in vane
At Carberry hill I lost my crown
My husband fled my luck went down
In England's hands I fell
18 years a living hell
The Scottish crown belongs to me
Yet I'm bound I can not flee
With iron claws England holds tight
All is lost no chance to fight
Silence - Silence Everywhere
Cold walls are my reward
Loneliness engulfs my soul
I've been true i gave my heart
Stained tears i cried
I long to be free again
To walk in peace again
Scotland cries her queen is lost
Agony's her friend again
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