The two together
Fail to come never,
With the morn-ring
Hailing the Day-king.
The two together
Fly the heads over,
Sitting on roof's top
Chats do never stop.
O Love, don't fly away
And let's not take the way,
O Love, don't move from here
I am waiting still, my peer!
You are on your way sure
Am I not waiting for my love to cure?
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