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Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose
Will I ever see the red
I will maryy at thy will
sire at thy will

The poor bird
take thy flight
above the sorrows
of this dark night

On the darkest night
my love comes to me
music surrounds us
the wind beneath the trees

Won't someone please
throw a coin to me
I'm just a poor girl
standing in the street

hey ho nobody home
no meat no drink no money have I none
still I will be merry merry
hey ho nobody home