Arise, my beautiful one
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Come go with me and see that the winters over
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The rains have come and gone
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And flowers appear, the season of singing has come
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Waters cannot quench this love
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That rivers cannot wash away
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This love it is as strong as death
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It lives beyond the grave
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Your as fair as the moon
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As bright as the sun, majestic as stars in procession
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Oh arise, my beautiful one
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Come go with me, the season of singing has come
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Waters cannot quench this love
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That rivers cannot wash away
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This love it is as strong as death
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It lives beyond the grave
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Waters cannot quench this love
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That rivers cannot wash away
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This love it is as strong as death
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It lives beyond the grave
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Water
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Michael Sweet |