VALE
Goodbye, sweet friend, goodbye
And all the world must be
Between my friend and me;
And nothing is, dear heart,
But hands that meet to part;
Goodbye, sweet friend, goodbye.
Goodbye, sweet love, goodbye.
And one long grave must be
Between my love and me;
What comfort there, dear heart.
For hands that meet to part?
Goodbye, sweet love, goodbye.
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