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The moon comes forth in her brightness; |
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How lovely is that beautiful lady! |
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O to have my deep longings for her relieved! |
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How anxious is my toiled heart! |
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The moon comes forth in her splendour; |
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How attractive is that beautiful lady! |
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O to have my anxieties about her relieved! |
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How agitated is my toiled heart! |
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The moon comes forth and shines; |
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How brilliant is that beautiful lady! |
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O to have the chains of my mind relaxed! |
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How miserable is my toiled heart! |