Did I turn around to meet you?
I'm not sure, but suddenly there you were
almost out of the blue
the same beloved you as always
Who don't love you, who don't care?
I fear you are too beloved, too spoilt by far
you receive the gifts that others pine for
they are yours by right, or so you think
Next time we meet I shall let you wait
yes, wait before I turn around
I shall kiss you even more than usual
but more for my sake than for yours
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