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Swete freond

My purest love, I long for thee
with all my heart and soul.
Thou art the fairest of the fair.
The brightest of the whole...

No other man can match thy grace
thy handsomeness and thy wit.
Thou art the sun that lights my day
and so the moon that guides my night.

My dearest one, I swear to thee
by all the saints in heavens above
that I'll always cherish thee
and honor thee with love.

No other man can take thy place
for thy virtue and thy brave.
Thou art the star that guides my way
the shield that keeps me safe.

My dearest love, I beg of thee
to grant me this one boon.
That I may see thy lovely face
and kiss thy mouth very soon.

I pray that thou wilt be my groom
and share with me thy dream.
For I would be thy faithful horseman
and thou wouldst be my dear husband.
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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