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It’s one-o-clock in the night
And raining heavily outside,
You are out of my sight
And I feel like a deprived bride.
Can’t stop thinking about you;
For your warm welcome
My earnest gratitude is due;
In your absence am so lonesome.
You used to irritate me a lot
By making faces when I would cry.
You might have forgotten
But I will remember till I die.
Those funny faces would make me smile,
Wipe out my tears right away,
Exterminate my sorrows in a while;
Without you how can I stay?
You would pull my leg like hell
Until I have lost the game;
All this did cast a spell
And I feel all the same.
My love for you will keep growing
Till the sun keeps shinning,
Until the river stops flowing,
Till the bees keep whining.
Days will pass and years too,
Each morning will turn into night,
But I would never forget you
Even if you are out of my sight. |
