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| The Carnival Is Over Say goodbye my own true lover As we sing a lover's song. How it breaks my heart to leave you, Now the carnival is gone. High above, the dawn is waking And my tears are falling rain, For the carnival is over. We may never meet again. Like a drum my heart was beating And your kiss was sweet as wine, But the joys of love are fleeting For Pierrot and Columbine. Now the harbour light is calling. This will be our last goodbye. Tho' the carnival is over I will love you till I die. |
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| Background Music: The Carnival Is Over (The Seekers) |
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