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In the longest of nights, stir him at your breast
In silence row him, row him
On the bleakest of morns he'll break at your rocks
And weeping, row-row
In the longest of nights, stir him at your breast
In silence row him, row him
On the bleakest of morns he'll break at your rocks
And weeping, row-row