When the soft mild eyes sore
The moment is pleasant no more
The heart strings does not play
The song of beauty is no more heard
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The red rose wept for long
Upon the autumn sad song
And then recovered from grief
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When the gloomy evening appear
When heart breaks and eye tear
When there is silence in the world
When the gloomy night come
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When I was a child
Just after one year in school
I read a lesson “ My Sweet Home”
There was a beautiful lawn
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Put your hand in ocean
And pour all the water in thy palm
Then can you find my love’s limit
Can you find the spark of emotion?
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O moon of the night you are so cute and kind
To kiss my sad thoughts and brighten my mind
Those blinking of yours make my heart to feel
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We must wait for the future to see
Which is the land, which is the sea?
We must wait for the time to decide
Who are the slaves, who are the free?
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She met me again and again
On the squire every morning
With her bag holding down in hands
She spoke no word at all
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'Tis hard to find words
That trace thy picture
So handsome with perfection
'Tis hard to find words
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She is upset and quite
She does not want to talk
And hides her eyes from being seen
The wet eyes with immense grief
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