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In all nations the lover givesHe didn't wait a reward every one wants He must give his soul to who lovesEven every thing is bad but who loves must be happy Is the most desire that he tries dailyThe roses smile when their lovers smile also The weat
In all nations the lover givesHe didn't wait a reward every one wants He must give his soul to who lovesEven every thing is bad but who loves must be happy Is the most desire that he tries dailyThe roses smile when their lovers smile also The weat