The Entangled Fate
The day was very cool. The happy sun is shining. The fields are green and gay, But my poor heart is pining For something far away. It’s pining just for you, It’s pining for thy kiss. It does not matter if you’re true.
To this, What matters is just you. I know the sea is beaming. Under the summer sun. I know the waves are gleaming, Each one and everyone. But I am far from you. And that`s all I get that’s really true. In this, What matters is just you. Oh, yes, the sky is splendid, So blue as it now, The air and light are blended, Oh yes, hot, anyhow.
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