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I would get up, get up, my beloved, go to the fields We'll cut the grass, we'll spread the hay Now, my love... I would get up, get up, my beloved, run to the hills We'll bake the bread, we'll dress our wounds Come, my love... I would dance my love Take me This evening I would dance my love Take me We wear down this night I will close my eyes Kiss me This evening I will close my eyes Kiss me We wear down this night I would get up, get up, my beloved, go to the fields We'll cut the grass, we'll spread the hay Now, my love... I would get up, get up, my beloved, run to the hills We'll bake the bread, we'll dress our wounds Come, my love... I would dance my love Take me This evening I would dance my love Take me We wear down this night I will close my eyes Kiss me This evening I will close my eyes Kiss me We wear down this night I would dance my love Take me This evening I would dance my love - Dance my love Take me We wear down this night I will close my eyes Kiss me This evening I will close my eyes - Come my love Kiss me We wear down this night Alone I twist a wreath For you - For me My darling now I twist a wreath - Alone Alone I mourn for you love I mourn for you love
Writer(s): Hana Hajdová, Radek Hajda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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