The True Love
Love I have had
and I know it is fine
for with age it grows better
just like a fine wine
But this love of which
I so freely speek
is the love of what I see
from any mountain peak
It may be a fast flowing river
or a gentle flowing stream
or a canyon or a valley
where I here the Lions' scream
This Love I have is in my heart
and I know there it will stay
It is the one love that I know
I will never betray
For even when I die
and my body is but dust
For this wild land of my country
will I forever Lust
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