Hand in hand the lovers,
Walk along..
The garden with flowers,
Glittering sights of their embarked,
A journey,
Which is long to be..
Joyfully, passing in each others eyes,
Which not appear with lies,
Probably is happy state to be....
Walk along..
The garden with flowers,
Glittering sights of their embarked,
A journey,
Which is long to be..
Joyfully, passing in each others eyes,
Which not appear with lies,
Probably is happy state to be....
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