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By the silver stream
With a maple play
We were caught in love
In the quiet shade
Now the branches bear
Let the shadows grow
And I love like a dream
Had to fade and go
And I love like a dream
And our love like a dream had a fading
Bitter is a chill
Left within my soul
As the flying cranes
Seek a distant goal