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LA MERCI, À ELLE!
She was thick and most cute,
Her hair were short,
And her eyes were beautiful,
She made a sweet mourn which took away my anguish,
I made her sweet love!
Beneadth the old tree,
The shadows that covered the burning skies
O' that day,
Oh what made her thee
To sang that way-
So sweet?
So was it when she took my heart,
And my life.
All with my entire me
Beneadth the old tree,
The shadows that covered the burning skies
O' that day
Oh what made her thee
To sang that way-
So sweet?
As she did thrall all o' my scars,
As she was o' God messenger
She sat beside me,
Fondly i behold at her;
She then made a beautiful tune for me
That passed on my ears so lovely,
And nothing else made my day long
© uBonga.
Her hair were short,
And her eyes were beautiful,
She made a sweet mourn which took away my anguish,
I made her sweet love!
Beneadth the old tree,
The shadows that covered the burning skies
O' that day,
Oh what made her thee
To sang that way-
So sweet?
So was it when she took my heart,
And my life.
All with my entire me
Beneadth the old tree,
The shadows that covered the burning skies
O' that day
Oh what made her thee
To sang that way-
So sweet?
As she did thrall all o' my scars,
As she was o' God messenger
She sat beside me,
Fondly i behold at her;
She then made a beautiful tune for me
That passed on my ears so lovely,
And nothing else made my day long
© uBonga.
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