When I pray you for comforting?

When I pray you for comforting?

 

Now that I walk alone

Now that I walk alone

 

Here where our hands were met,

Here where our hands were met,

 

Must you whisper me every one,

Must you whisper me every one,

 

"Where is your lover, Nanette?"

"Where is your lover, Nanette?"

 

 

I have mourned with you year and year,

I have mourned with you year and year,

 

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