Nhạc sĩ: Thomas Moore, Traditional
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Believe me if all those endearing young charms
Of which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms
Like fairy gifts fading away
Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment lost
Let thy loveliness fade away
As it will
And around the dear ruin
The wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
And thy cheeks unprofaned by our teeth
That the fervor and faith of our souls
Will fade away
But all can be known
To which him will but make thee more dear
O the heart which has truly loved
Never forgets
But astrully loves on to the close
As the sun
A flower turns
On her god
When he sits
The same look
Which he turned
When he rose
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