The road still winds
It's meandering way.
Within its time,
day by day.
Time has flown,
Like flowers and morning dew,
My heart has grown
To love you.
So fast,
So pure,
Love will last,
Of that I'm sure.
Rest, my child,
Be at peace.
The dawn is mild,
The night will soon cease.
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