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Deep In Thoughts Of Love, I Came

Deep in thoughts of love, I came
On two young maids,
One sang: ‘It rains
On us, the joy of love.’

Their faces were so calm and sweet,
With modesty and courtesy,
I said to them: ‘You hold the key
Of all virtue and nobility.
Ah, young maids, do not scorn me

Because of the wound that I carry,
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