What would he give, to spend time with
His one true love on high
To once again, stroll through the glen
Where they kissed a fond goodbye
What thoughts unfold, to have and hold
His bonnie lass so fair
As he will keep, his love so deep
In his heart, so growing there
What would he say, if come the day
They meet by deed or fate
Could he bestow, and clearly show
His feelings, with no debate
What could he do, to show her true
His love so pure divine
Will grow on high, to never die
And last till end of time
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