| God alone knows my sorrow
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| God alone knows my sorrow
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| What will you say of the bond we had
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| Tender comrade?
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| For I have learned all men are brothers
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| And brothers only love each other
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| Brothers in arms
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| Brothers in each others' arms
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| All the love God would allow
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| But all God’s love means nothing now
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| The bitter blood of many foes sustains me
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| And heavy is my hammer, swinging 'round
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| And soft are their throats
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| And soft are their skulls
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| And fragrant is my many flower’d crown
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| Fragrant is my many flower’d crown
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| Crown, crown
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| (God alone knows my sorrow)
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| Fragrant is my many flower’d crown
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| (God alone knows my sorrow)
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| God alone knows my sorrow |