Return, return, return, return,
Return, I beseech thee.
Return, I implore thee.
Return, I yearn for thee.
Return, I await thee.
Return, I long for thee.
Return, if thy heart doth yearn to.
Return, if thy heart doth yearn to.
Love's songs, all unfinished, linger.
Return, if thy heart doth yearn to.
Return, if thy heart doth yearn to.
Return.
Return, when the moon doth softly smile,
My heart stirs, and leaps awhile.
When such thoughts my mind beguile,
Love's songs, all unfinished, linger.
Return, if thy heart doth yearn to.
Return, return.
Return, thou canst not truly forget me.
Though other lights thou may'st decree,
My heart's door ever waits for thee.
Love's songs, all unfinished, linger.
Return, if thy heart doth yearn to.
Return.
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