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Hold on, hold on, my love, my love All will come and all will go Walk on, walk on, for love, for love It's no wonder you're cryin', it feels like we're dyin' No wonder that nobody told you Nobody told you That the ladies in black will wear white again Nobody told you Nobody told you What the hell is the purpose of all of this circus? When summer is soon and the crocuses are in bloom Begin, and then with love, with love Everything trembles from a kiss Believe, believe in love, in love It's no wonder you're cryin', it feels like we're dyin' No wonder you're cryin', when nobody told you (Mm-mm) Nobody told you (Mm-mm) That the ladies in black will wear white again No, nobody told you (Mm-mm) Nobody told you (Mm-mm) What the hell is the purpose of all of this circus? When summer is soon and the crocuses are in bloom Ooh-ooh-ooh Ahh-ahh Hold on, hold on, my love, my love It's no wonder you're cryin', it feels like we're dyin' Cherish the gift that your mother delivered From the ashes of sorrow, we will rise again