Thy good o'l days of bliss,
Are what I stand to miss,
Thy eyes that could not see,
My heart that would not beat,
A little old heart in love
Ye! Peasants of good old days,
No longer strong for new things today,
Thy heart that stood heavy everyday,
Thy eyes that grew weary everyday,
Thy good old heart in love......
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