Nhạc sĩ: Thomas Moore, Traditional
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Believe me if all those endearing young charmsOf which I gaze on so fondly todayWere to change by tomorrow and fleet in my armsLike fairy gifts fading awayThou wouldst still be adored as this moment lostLet thy loveliness fade awayAs it willAnd around the dear ruinThe wish of my heartWould entwine itself verdantly stillIt is not while beauty and youth are thine ownAnd thy cheeks unprofaned by our teethThat the fervor and faith of our soulsWill fade awayBut all can be knownTo which him will but make thee more dearO the heart which has truly lovedNever forgetsBut astrully loves on to the closeAs the sunA flower turnsOn her godWhen he sitsThe same lookWhich he turnedWhen he rose
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