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FOR YOU.
For you—for you—I live for you;
And, if I long for fame,
'Tis that I'd give
A life to live
For ages with your name.
I thirst for fame, 'tis true,
But then 'tis fame for you.
And, if I long for fame,
'Tis that I'd give
A life to live
For ages with your name.
I thirst for fame, 'tis true,
But then 'tis fame for you.
For you—for you—I live for you;
Yes, wealth indeed I crave,
That all that I
With wealth can buy,
You, dearest, you may have.
I would have gold, 'tis true,
But then 'tis gold for you.
Yes, wealth indeed I crave,
That all that I
With wealth can buy,
You, dearest, you may have.
I would have gold, 'tis true,
But then 'tis gold for you.
For you—for you—I live for you;
No day but brings this heart
Your thought with light;
No dream has night
In which you have not part.
I live, I breathe, 'tis true;
But, love, I live for you.
No day but brings this heart
Your thought with light;
No dream has night
In which you have not part.
I live, I breathe, 'tis true;
But, love, I live for you.
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