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, , I like it that it's not for you I'm burning
And that the heavy sphere of Planet Earth
. Will underneath our feet no more be turning.
, - I like it that I can be unabashed
- , And humorous and not to play with words
, And not to redden with a smothering wave
. When with my sleeves I'm lightly touching yours.
, I like it, that before my very eyes
, You calmly hug another; it is well
That for me also kissing someone else
, . You will not threaten me with flames of hell.
, , That this my tender name, not day nor night,
, - ... You will recall again, my tender love;
That never in the silence of the church
: ! They will sing "halleluiah" us above.
With this my heart and this my hand I thank
, - ! - You that - although you don't know it -
: , You love me thus; and for my peaceful nights
, And for rare meetings in the hour of sunset,
- , That we aren't walking underneath the moon,
, , - That sun is not above our heads this morning,
, - ! - , That you - alas - are burning not for me
, - ! - ! And that - alas - it's not for you I'm burning.
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