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588 B
Plaintext
25 lines
588 B
Plaintext
years pass
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That's how we live, not waiting for quiet.
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We have our youth, as before, are true
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A heart like before, lit on
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Lights on the friendship above all else.
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Chorus:
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But the years pass,
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Our years as the birds fly
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And once we look back.
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And the joy of meeting, and the bitterness of separations
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We've all experienced, comrade and friend
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And where there once were in love,
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Lovers walked, the trees are now grown up.
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Chorus.
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we are for the easy way out is not set
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And this habit in our children:
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We're going with them into the wind,
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Into the wind.
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I will never grow old to us! 1960 |