| Many men have loved the bells
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| You fastened to the rein
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| And everyone who wanted you
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| They found what they will always want again
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| Your beauty lost to you yourself
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| Just as it was lost to them
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| Oh, take this longing from my heart
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| Oh, the useless things these hands have done
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| And let me see your beauty broken down
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| As you do for one you love
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| Your body like a searchlight
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| My own poverty reveals
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| How I would love to try your charity
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| Until you cry, «Now you must try my greed»
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| And everything depends upon
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| How near you sleep to me
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| Oh, take this longing from my heart
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| Oh, the useless things these hands have done
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| Let me see your beauty broken down
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| As you do for one you love
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| As hungry as an archway
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| Through which the troops have passed
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| I stand in ruins behind you
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| With your winter clothes and your broken sandal straps
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| I love to see you naked over there
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| Especially from the back
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| Take this longing from my heart
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| All the lonely things these hands have done
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| Untie my blue silk gown
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| As you do for one you love
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| You’re faithful to my better self
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| I’m afraid she left
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| Let me judge your love affair
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| In this very room where you’ve sentenced
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| Mine to death
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| Look, I’ll even wear these old laurel leaves
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| That you’ve shaken from your head
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| Oh, take this longing from my tongue
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| All the useless lonely things these hands have done
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| Let me see your beauty broken down
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| As you would do for one you love
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| As you would do for one you love |