Come to me, come to me, this is the night, our night for ecstacy, A nightingale lifts up its voice and trills to the moon above, Look on the thrills of love here in the night. Hold me dear, closer dear, this is the night, one night to live a year, The wind in the trees heaves a sigh, and whispers "No more goodbye," Making me vow that I will not let our love die. Oh my sweet one, my complete one, take my love, this is the night. Hold me dear, closer dear, this is the night, one night to live a year, The wind in the trees heaves a sigh, and whispers "No more goodbye," Making me vow that I will not let our love die. Oh my sweet one, my complete one, take my love, this is the night.
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