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HUSH, HUSH |
The water laps gently against the shore And my love has turned too deep Hush, hush, murmur no more My love has gone to sleep
The sun had set with colors rare The angels had hummed the evening rain Hush, hush, watch the ships passing there And find the place where my love has lain
Sing gently my silent lullaby Churn away the weariness from his bones Hum gently my sweet goodbye At my love whose love was known
Let the soft breeze caress his cheeks As the dark water shifted calmly And I will no longer hear him speak Hush, my love has gone away from me
Hurl your flowers at faceless Fate My love will not turn to see So, hush, hush, it is too late My love sleeps without me
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