In the willow garden I met my love;
There she walked with little feet white with snow.
There she prayed to me to take love as it comes,
Just as the leaves grow in the trees.
So young I was, I didn't listen to her;
so foolish I was, I didn't listen to her.
It was there by the river that I stopped with my love,
and on my shoulders she placed her hand of snow.
There she prayed to me that I would take life as it comes,
as the grass grows on the banks of the river;< br/>I was young and foolish and now I have nothing but tears.

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