The Hare And The Moon - The Willow Tree | Текст песни

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O take me in your arms, love
For keen doth the wind blow
O take me in your arms, love
For bitter is my deep woe.

She hears me not, she heeds me not
Nor will she listen to me
While here I lie alone
To die beneath the willow tree.

My love hath wealth and beauty
Rich suitors attend her door
My love hath wealth and beauty
She slights me because I am poor.

The ribbon fair that bound her hair
Is all that is left to me
While here I lie alone
To die beneath the willow tree.

I once had gold and silver
I thought them without end
I once had gold and silver
I thought I had a true friend.

My wealth is lost, my friend is false
My love hath he stolen from me
While here I lie alone
To die beneath the willow tree.

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