If, my love
You see, my eyes are dim
With wrinkles around
Follow me then
Climb up the ice mountain with white
In the chilly deep, I know
You must sence my body cold
However, my love
Yousee, my face is as rose red
And heart beats wild
With ebullition in my flowing blood
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