| Winds may blow o'er the icy sea |
I'll take with me the warmth of thee |
A taste of honey |
A taste much sweeter than wine |
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I'll leave behind my heart to wear |
And may it ever remind you of |
A taste of honey |
A taste much sweeter than wine |
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I will return, I will return |
I'll come back for the honey and you |
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He never came back to his love so fair |
And so she died dreaming of his kiss |
His kiss of honey |
A kiss more bitter than wine |
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I will return, I will return |
I'll come back for the honey and you |
(I'll come back, I'll come back) |
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He never came back to his love so fair |
And so she died dreaming of his kiss |
His kiss of honey |
A kiss more bitter than wine |
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I will return, I will return |
I'll come back for the honey and you |
(I'll come back, I'll come back) |
I'll come back for the honey and you |
[Voltar]
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