Now he is coming I do not go to meet him Not I I stay upon the brow of the hillock
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And wait there And wait for a long time But never weary of the long waiting From out the crowded city
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There is coming a man
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A little speck in the distance
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Climbing the hil lock
Can you guess who it is? And when he's reached
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the summit Can you guess what he'll say?
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He will call, "Butterfly" from the distance I, without an swering Hold myself quietly concealed A bit to tease him and a bit So as not to die at our first meeting And then, a little troubled He will call,
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he will call "Dear baby wife of mine, Dear little orange blossom" The names he used to call me when he came here This will all come to pass as I tell you tell you Bani your idle fears For he