You sang for me,
you sang for me under the lonely tree,
you sang for me,
so beautifully,
so beautifully,
that you charmed the birds out of the trees,
and how my heart it rose,
how my heart it rose,
as you sang such heavenly notes,
and you smiled so gloriously at me,
underneath the lonely tree,
what a sight you were to see,
the love of my life,
singing for me,
so magnificently,
and the tree,
it was less lonely,
and me,
well, I was as happy as can be,
in the summer sun,
drinking wine,
and having fun,
as you charmed the birds out of the trees,
and you melted my heart,
in the cool breeze,
as your dress blew gently in it,
and you sang,
so gloriously to me.

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