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Rushes that grow by the black water / When will I see you more? / When will the sorrowful heart forget you, / Land of the green, green shore? / When will the field and the small cabin / See us more / In the old country?
What is to me all the gold yonder? / She that bore me is gone. / Knees that dandled and hands that blessed me / Colder than any stone; / Stranger to me than the face of strangers / Are my own / In the old country.