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8 июля 2023 г., 04:06
I'd pluck a fair rose for my love;
I'd pluck a red rose blowing.
Love's in my heart a-trying so to prove
What your heart's knowing.
I'd pluck a finger on a thorn,
I'd pluck a finger bleeding.
Red is my heart a-wounded and forlorn
And your heart needing.
I'd hold a finger to my tongue,
I'd hold a finger waiting.
My heart is sore until it joins in song
Wi’ your heart mating.
Демельза Полдарк
