I loved you no more no less
When in the hills there was
Rain no more no less
My heart flooded with joy
No more no less
As I came running to you
You smiled no more no less
I loved you no more no less
When summer was high in
The valley and death danced
Among poor no more no less
You left me like a dream
And I felt the pang of parting
No more no less
I will be there with you
When spring will knock away
The sullenness in life and
Be with you no more no less
Wait, wait my love
I will not forget kissing you
In your sleep no more no less
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