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ADIEU |
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ADIEU
The leaves upon the summer tree
Hang side by side,
But winter's breath will scatter them
All far and wide.
E'en thus, together have our lots been cast,
And so for us the parting comes at last.
Hang side by side,
But winter's breath will scatter them
All far and wide.
E'en thus, together have our lots been cast,
And so for us the parting comes at last.
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But He who clothes the summer tree
Or makes it bare,
Lets not the frailest blossom fall
Without His care.
So, ever 'neath His guiding hand, may we
Together or apart, safe, sheltered be.
Or makes it bare,
Lets not the frailest blossom fall
Without His care.
So, ever 'neath His guiding hand, may we
Together or apart, safe, sheltered be.
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