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No. 4: Song (Princess Toto) | |
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Princess Toto. | ||
Like an arrow from its quiver | ||
Comes my love this very day. | ||
On the ever-running river | ||
Speeds my love upon his way. | ||
Comes to give a lover’s greeting, | ||
Comes to press me to his heart: | ||
Those who meet with such a meeting | ||
Surely never, never part. | ||
Over spotted meadows fleeting, | ||
Over hill and over lea, | ||
Flushed with joyous hope of meeting, | ||
Comes my love to marry me, Comes my love to marry me, Comes my love to marry me. |
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I the while, my love awaiting, | ||
Sit in silence, prim and coy: | ||
Yet my heart is palpitating, | ||
And I can’t conceal my joy! | ||
Though I droop my eyes demurely, | ||
Though my hands I primly fold. | ||
Yet my beating heart will surely | ||
Tell the truth that they withhold. | ||
Tell the truth that gaily fleeting | ||
Over hill and over lea, | ||
Flushed with joyous hope of meeting, | ||
Comes my love to marry me, Comes my love to marry me, Comes my love to marry me! |
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