Speak to me of Love,
And I will tell you a story that never ends.
Speak to me of Love,
And I will tell you how it doesn’t matter,
How much you say she has aged,
And her beauty faded.
Not for me, never, I proudly say.
Speak to me of Love,
Tell me only that she said my name
Fondly, softly, in remembrance.
Speak to me again of love,
One last time, never ending.
Lovely!
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