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Under the balcony I sang her my song.
Next to the moonlit stream I strummed as she strolled along.
Yes, thought trickled through my head, like water down a stream of how love evaded me, evaded me.
Where the willows weep I weep, and like a sheep my heart bleats for love,
Love, love, love.
Beautiful lovely roses now withered in my hand.
Towards love I'm drawn by hope yet now it's just a single strand.
Yes love she has surely gone she's left like a leaf floating down this quiet stream, down this quiet stream.
Where the willows weep I weep and like a sheep my heart bleats for love,
Love, love, love.