when it's twilight in thy valley
where the pale dew and hillsides sigh
i sit and long for you dear
to have you by my side
the air is filled with fragrance
and you are the heavenly bloom
when it's twilight in thy valley
one month and three days after june
i'm dreaming, my love, of you.
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