Here We Must Part
We've come far today, but here we must part
the day's end vainly echoes my feelings.
How long must I wait 'til we meet again to take each other hand in hand to hold,
to stroll as we did beneath last night's moon?
Every fowl sings sad songs at your leaving,
days now you have spent with distinction.
Now I must go back to my home alone,
and alone live the rest of my days.
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