take away from me my daily bread
and if you wish, you can take away from me
the air I breathe but do not
take from me
your love
you can take from me riches of the world
you can take from me riches of the world
and make me the wretched of
the earth
but do not take away from me
your smile
birds in the
meadows may burst us with joy
but not as much as your
lips
with your love I can pluck a lance of flowers
and the wave of joy your lips bring
changeth always the sky above me
and open for me the door of
laughter I seek
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