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Green eyes are a problem of mine. O girl!
I won't beg for forgiveness; to err is divine.
Ever since those bells had played you long for her.
Married to a man your parents raised, your own brother!

The night is young,
refrain from lighting his cigar.
Familiar face,
you think we'll only breed contempt?
You have a womb?
You shall deliver me a boy.
He'll have my eyes;
My Olive Eyes!

Green eyes is a nephew of mine. O boy!
I won't ask for my son now, the weather is fine.
Knowing as she does, his brother does, she bites her tongue.
It's killing her because his swagger was, when she was young.

The night is young.

Green eyes who had clocked this in time. O dear!
Had contempt for his 'uncle', his mother was fine.
Feeling as he did, that breach of trust surrounds his birth,
through his real father, plunges weapon, full of mirth

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