Await, await my return, my dear,
If I do not return, forget me not.
Think not you are in a pitiable condition,
O my dear, think not this life a curse.
Take courage, my dear, in your heart,
Face the air, face the fire, see Yourself fair.
Wander not, my dear, in this wonderful world
Get, whatever, you desire, and take care.
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