Skip to malou my lady,
my thoughts are dancing
to your tune. I'm frolicking
in fields of honey as the bees
are hovering below the moon.
Skip to malou my lady
let the rainbows curve and
capture you. May the pearls
of love scatter round you
with loves embrace, I bid ye
swoon.
Skip to malou my lady.
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