| Since I first saw him, I think myself blind.
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| I look around me, and it’s only him I see.
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| His image floats before me,
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| So gentle and so kind, he has got a clear mind and firm courage
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| Oh, ring upon my finger, little golden ring
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| Devoutly I press you to my lips and to my heart
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| Sisters come adorn me, banish foolish fear
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| Twine upon my furrowed brow the blossoming myrtle
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| I serve him and live for him
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| Belong wholly to him
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| Give myself and find myself transfigured by his brightness
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| Ring upon my finger, little golden ring
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| Devoutly I press you to my lips and to my heart
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| The blissful dream of childhood has ended
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| Now I drink delicious death with you my love
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| Now you have me caused me my first pain-
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| That really hurt.
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| You sleep, you hard cruel man, the sleep of death
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| The veil falls, the bell tolls, the black shawls, the carriage rolls
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| You, my whole world. |