Love
Where art I without love?
Forsake me not for I know no cost
Winter's cold, winter's coat, Shall I, Lest my gloves?
Thou giveth, I aim, but without love I am lost
No one ever sought anything but money
When all is done, man, hunting down like a ghost
Greed is it all but love is sunny
Thee forever remains the greatest host
These days its hard to cope
Wishing on a star, doeth away my hate
Shall I not pray to thee lest I lose hope?
Standing in the plain, green pastures, lay me down in fate
Destiny's departure
I am nothing without love
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