On a simple wooden plate,
The love that was due,
With daisies decorated,
I offered it to you.
On a tree I climbed,
To hear sing the Cardinal.
And the song that I learned,
Was to you my sung vow.
To the ocean I went,
Swam hard all day,
So I could see you again,
And kiss you by the bay.
It was time for you to go,
And for me to say goodbye;
My love will not die, but grow,
As in the cold grows the edelweiss.
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