| first_line | Dear thoughts are in my mind |
| lyric | Dear thoughts are in my mind
and my soul soars enchanted
es I hear the sweet Lark sing
in the clear air of the day.
For a tender beaming smile
to my hope has been granted
and tdomorrow she shall hear
all my fond heart would say. |
| language ISO 639 | eng = english / anglais / englisch / english |
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