Flooded are the banks of my heart
This side and the other, my friend
My tears overflowing
Whichever way I look
I don't recognize a thing
A tug there is in the heart
Swells the river in high tide
What a tempest today my friend
The dams there are no more
What is this, why is it so
In the springtime of my life
What is this sudden gust
That wafts in on which wind
My heart becomes distracted
Plagued by a dejection deep down
I know not this yearning, this pain
How do I allay it
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