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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