Mine
Come dance with me and be mine,
Beyond this lake where you do find;
Tall grass swaying in the wind,
A country house to raise our kin.
Where the birds never fail to call,
Trees stand majestic and tall...
Listen to the crickets sing.
Let me present you with this ring.
Come dance with me and be mine
For I promise to be thine.
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