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Oh, it is love,
From the first,
Time I set my eyes upon yours,
Thinking, oh, is it love?

Oh dear,
It's been hardly a moment,
And you are already missed.
There is still a bit of your skin,
That I've yet to have kissed.

Oh, say, "Please do not go."
But you know, oh, you know,
That I must.
Oh, say, "I love you so."
But you know, oh, you know,
You can trust.

We'll be holding hands once again.
All our broken plans, I will mend.
I will hold you tight,
So you know,
It is love,
From the first,
Time I pressed my hand into yours,
Thinking, oh, is it love?

Oh dear, it’s been,
Hardly three days,
Yet I long,
To feel your embrace.
There are several days yet until,
I can see your sweet face.

Oh, say,
"Wouldn't you like,
To be older and,
Married with me?"
Oh, say, "Wouldn't it be nice,
To know right now,
That we'll be,
Some day holding hands,
In the end?"
All our broken plans,
Will abend.
And I will kiss you soft,
So you know,

It is love,
From the first,
Time I pressed my lips against yours,
Thinking oh, is it love?

Oh.

Your heart may long for love that is more near,
So, when I'm gone, these words will be here,
To ease every fear,
And dry up every tear,
And make it very clear,
I kiss you and I know,

It is love,
From the first,
Time I pressed my lips against yours,
Thinking, oh, is it love?

Oh, it is love,
From the first,
Time I pressed my lips against yours,
Thinking, oh, is it love?

Oh I kiss you, and I know,
It is love,
From the first,
Time I pressed my lips against yours,
Thinking, oh, is it love?