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No. 2 — SONG (AMANDUS)
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| AMANDUS. |
I loved her! I love her! |
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I cannot tell you how; |
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I loved her! I love her! |
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But all is over now. |
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What love of life to me is left,
When all that made life sweet's bereft? |
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Then let me die, and leave behind
A world where I no joy can find! |
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I loved! I cannot tell you how! |
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The fatal word is spoken. |
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I loved her then, I love her now — |
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| Now that my heart is broken! |
(PISCATOR gets rod and basket from seat, between the
verses.)
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I loved her — I love her! |
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I cannot tell you why! |
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I loved her — I love her! |
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'Tis all that I can sigh! |
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There are no laws that Love bind down:
He cares not for the cynic's frown; |
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But, like a bee, he pitches where
He finds the flower that seems most rare! |
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I loved, I cannot tell you why; |
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My death shall be the token |
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For my poor heart is broken! |
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