| Now I shout it from the highest hill
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| Even told the golden daffodil
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| Once I had a secret love
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| That lived within the heart of me
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| All too soon my secret love
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| Became impatient to be free
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| So I told a friendly star
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| The way that dreamers often do
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| Just how wonderful you are
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| And why I’m so in love with you
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| Now I shout it from the highest hill
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| Even told the golden daffodil
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| At last my life’s an open door
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| And my secret love’s no secret anymore
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| Once I had a secret love
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| That lived within the heart of me
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| All too soon my secret love
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| It bothered me, constantly telling me, «Let me be free!»
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| So I told a friendly star
|
| The way that dreamers often do
|
| Just how wonderful you are
|
| And why I’m so in love with you
|
| Now I shout it from the highest hill
|
| Even told the golden daffodil
|
| At last my life’s an open door
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| My secret love’s no secret
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| My secret love’s no secret
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| My secret love’s no secret anymore
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| Anymore
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| Anymore
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| Anymore
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| Anymore |