O’ My God! I can not forget
If I had my eyes on good face set
I remember and remember it again
I forget my pleasure, I forget my pain
I like to see it, I like to adore
I like to go out long or next door
It haunts my eyes and my brain
I remember and remember it again
I have my office and my wife
To cope with life and its strife
I must offer prayers and can not feign
I remember and remember it again
And look! She is there, with all her charms
With lovely face and caring arms
And her beauty is not all vain
I remember and remember it again
I forget my pleasure, I forget my pain
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