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Just touch my hand with hand of yours,

And our hearts will feel this touching.

I wish that we were so close,

As only can be ones, who're loving.

I wish that love could be for us

The breathing, hearing, and vision,

And blood in our veins, that runs,

The flesh and spirit of our living.

Don't let it leave us, don't let away,

Don't let it fade beyond a distance,

I want to experience each grain

Of love, each sad and happy instance.

To share with Her fate and fame,

Until the last anguish and pain.