Kari Rueslatten - My Loveradd

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My lover always meets me with a smile
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My lover always kind, always patient
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My lover like honey and milk
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My lover on a cold November morning

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But on the former Sunday I gave him in
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And on the former Sunday he went away

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All the grief that I have caused is
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Nothing now, compared to this
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All the grief that I have given him
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Is nothing now, compared to this

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And I can see him as he lies there
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And I can see him in his grave

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My lover on a bed in the evening mist
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Tender and pure in his last moment
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My lover on a bed, spreads his beautiful hair
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Out on the pillow   out on me.