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"Goodbye my dear one,
I sing you this song,
Deep in my poor heart,
Your memory lives on."
How saddened was I
That the love in your eye,
Fell on another heart
No wonder I cry.
And how dejected was I
To see you flit by
Caressing a new love
Prettier than I.
But maybe tomorrow,
I hope I will see
She is your past love
And then it will be:
"Hello my dearest,
I sing you this song,
From now and forever,
Our love will go on."
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