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OF GIVING YOU MY RING
If autumn, summer and spring
Can never die in the songs poets sing
Then dream of giving you my ring
Shall again and again, my heart bring.
If birds wings must swing
Whenever they decide flying
Then dream of giving you my ring
Shall again and again, my heart bring.
And if haste is wasting
And waiting a good thing
Then dream of giving you my ring
Shall again and again, my heart bring.
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