The end has come at last to me,
Here I say goodbye.
Do not mourn for I am free,
When it is my time to die.
Oh, sweet hours that we have spent, how quickly they do fly
to us night is ever drawing nearer
and in you arms I lie
In the moonlight, here I smile, the end grows swiftly clearer.
My eyes, my love are growing dimmer
I sigh a final breath
They, to loose their brightest shimmer
When I am gone to death.
Heart is warm, though body chill
I'll remember you, my love, when I am under hill.
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