and the sword outwears the sheath
and the soul outwears the breast
and love itself must rest
so we'll go no more a rovin
by the light of the moon
though the night be made for lovers
and the day returns too soon
and the soul outwears the breast
and love itself must rest
so we'll go no more a rovin
by the light of the moon
though the night be made for lovers
and the day returns too soon
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