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Let him kiss mewith the virgins love thee |
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Look not upon mebecause |
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I am black. |
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I am the rose of |
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Sharonand the lily of the valleys |
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As the lily among thornsso is my love among the daughters. |
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I sat down under his shadowwith great delightand his fruit was sweet. |
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And he was lovedhe was lovedcomfort me with apples for |
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I am sick of loveso sicksick of love. |
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On my bedI sought himopen to me |
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Hey sister! |
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My lovemy dovemy undefiled |
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And for my headmy head is filledwith ???and my lockswith the drops of the night. |
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I opened to my belovedbut my belovedhad withdrawn himself! |
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I charge you |
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I charge you |
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Oh daughters of... |
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I am sick of loveso sicksick of love. |
