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THREE—ONLY THREE.
Oh, love, give me a kiss,
One—only one,
To be the beginning of bliss,
The first soft ray of the sun,
The last wave wind being done,
Last step a race being run,
Grant me, sweetheart, this,
One—only one!
One—only one,
To be the beginning of bliss,
The first soft ray of the sun,
The last wave wind being done,
Last step a race being run,
Grant me, sweetheart, this,
One—only one!
Two—only two,
To kiss each other, and be
Twin kisses clinging to me
Like seaweed washed in the sea,
Or drops of delicate dew,
Two—only two!
To kiss each other, and be
Twin kisses clinging to me
Like seaweed washed in the sea,
Or drops of delicate dew,
Two—only two!
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Three—only three,
That I may remember, sweet,
How your heart with my heart beat,
And the rapid pulse of your feet
When you came to give to me
Three—only three!
That I may remember, sweet,
How your heart with my heart beat,
And the rapid pulse of your feet
When you came to give to me
Three—only three!
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