My Heart Is Heavy
My heart is heavy with many a song Like ripe fruit bearing down the tree, But I can never give you one, My songs do not belong to me. Yet in the evening, in the dusk When moths go to and fro, In the gray hour if the fruit has fallen, Take it, no one will know.
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