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O rose of my heart, can't you see
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I don't belong to misery
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Though she speaks fine with subtle art
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Such misery clothes the rose of my heart.
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Now what I see in the long twilight
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A star falls down on a hill so white
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On a hill so white.
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A face that glows in a golden hue
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No-one in this world knows what they do
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I take my oath and I make my vow
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For the tender things are upon me now.
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In the fragrance sweet of the evening air
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I could leave this world quite without a care.
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O rose of my heart, the vision dims
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the time is brief, now the shadow swims,
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A powerful a real fine hat
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Cause that's for you and that's where that's at.
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Now what I see in the long twilight
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A star falls down on a hill so white.
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O rose of my heart
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O rose of my heart
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O rose of my heart.
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1880 Or So
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