O How I Love, To Be In Love
O how I love, to be in love;
how well I know, that great is love;
how far I'd go, to have thereof;
O how I long, to be in love!
Earth below and heaven above,
would I move for this feeling of;
O how I long, to be in love:
for well I know, that great is love!
Dear maid, could this deep feeling of
raw love be what I'm thinking of?
O how I long, to be in love;
if you'd come down from high above,
no greater joy, I would know of:
for how I love, to be in love!
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