If thou be the vine and I a tree
If for thou I find the beauty of me
Through all seasons, months and days
If in thy love me strong so forever stays,
I wish I remain standing so for thee
If thou be the vine and I a tree
I wilt make my boughs go far and wide
Spreading winged dreams for thy delight
And leaves of me will flutter in breeze
For thou O Vine without cease,
If thou be the vine so and I a tree
I wilt for thee find beauty of me.
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