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Sweetly my heart sings for you
With me come and lay
So neatly the sand does part
Beside the sea we lay.

A sorrow of its tune
Will hold when your gone
It will borrow a saying
Gold will not stay

My hearts beats a lullaby
In my arns as I hold you
Our eyes meet as they close
Its charm the dark has got.