All my troubles come and go,
All this love can never stay;
Even though I'll love you so,
There will always come a day.
Yesterdays in time will grow,
Shadows come and in they play;
Like the footsteps in the snow,
Will in a moment - all go away.
What comes next who'll know,
What I long for is hard to say;
Minutes move so fast or slow,
With my feelings they'll play.
Like a seed will sometime grow,
I hope my love - will fortune lay;
In my heart there one time show,
Each my step in weight I weigh.
All my troubles come and go,
To and fro their fate will sway;
Sometimes happy - sometimes low,
Are my feelings right and astray.
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