Many great Masters have taken flight
To America, leaving this Island of green...
Satisfying life's ambition to capture
The International scene.
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Oh where, oh where has our love gone?
a love we shared, a love that shone
and made us happy through each day
just like a bird, it has flown away.
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The wind that blows cold
across the ice-covered sea
is a southern and fearsome one
and the frosty, plantless,
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Wondrous poems he writes
Nobody heeds them.
Beautiful songs he writes
Nobody sings them.
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Unable to glance at your legs today
He is mesmerised by your beautiful face.
And just cannot take his eyes away from
Two radiant cheeks and a smile of grace.
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Bullets were flying
and soldiers were dying
as crimson poppies
swayed in the breeze,
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My pastime is my garden fair
especially in the springtime air
The tulip song is here again
a red and golden serenade
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Live your life and value each moment
As the bell chimes, reach for beautiful things
May the years be filled with joy and laughter
Wrapped in the magic that romance brings.
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He met a sweet gentle maiden
Out where the bluebells grow.
Romantic first love came his way
Where the silent waters flow.
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