If you must go, go now
Before the summer fades
Before the geese have flown
Before the rivers rise
Or would you take my heart?
Would you take my mind?
And if they ask where you are
Or say that you have flown
Before you died of cold
And while your wings were strong
And that I love you still
And that all will fade.
And as you fly away
You'll think no more for me
For autumn has no tears
For summer's fading leaves
And that is how it was
And how it will be.

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