Beautiful and wonderful is your day
As if we are forever in May
Only me, my voice you chose not to obey
Your answers came with sorrow
Love, from you I wish to borrow
But you never said come back tomorrow
I was happy, because you are made of youth
Until I heard the truth
That I should go away with my noisy boot
In you, you've thought I depend
Not to female I will attend
And our hostility length will again extend
I will let you go now for you are evil
For you, I called rest harmful
Because you've turned me to an holy devil
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