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«I'll see you again,
Whenever spring breaks through again.
Time may lie heavy between,
But what has been
Is past forgetting.
This sweet memory
Across the years will come to me;
Tho' my world may go awry,
In my heart will ever lie
Just the echo of a sigh,
Goodbye.»
«A room with a view and you, with no one to worry us, no one to hurry us
To this dream we found.
We'll gaze at the sky and try to guess what it's all about,
The we will figure out why the world is round.
We'll be as happy and contented as birds upon a tree.
High above the mountains and the sea.
We'll bill and we'll coo and sorrow will never come,
Or will it ever come to our room with a view?»