Have you ever seen beneath my subtle happy eyes?
You'll find tears of sorrow behind my soothing lies...
I have not got your love on earth where I desired,
Where I've found it is on dreams when I was tired...
If not on earth, even with each laboured endeavour,
Well it's fine then, I must sleep here forever...
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