Lean Out of the Window
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58 words

Lean out of the window,       Goldenhair, I hear you singing       A merry air.

My book was closed,       I read no more, Watching the fire dance       On the floor.

I have left my book,       I have left my room, For I heard you singing       Through the gloom.

Singing and singing       A merry air, Lean out of the window,       Goldenhair.

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