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Cold winds may blow oŽer the icy sea
But i'll take with me
The warmth of thee
A taste of honey,
A taste much sweeter than wine
He will return...he will return
He'll come back
For the honey and me
I leave behind
My heart to wear
And may it eŽer remind you of
A taste of honey
A taste much sweeter than wine
He will return...he will return...
He'll come back for the honey and me.
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