How Sad Flow The Streams
How sad flow the streams
In the valley below
How to prove that I love you
I never will know
You say that you love me
You say you are true
But among all your fine words
Are lying ones too
Although I have sworn that I love you I know
That you will not believe me
And so I must go
I thank you for moments of joy we did share
And I hope that your luck will be better elsewhere.
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