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- Either Way
In the evening of Sunday
At the end of summertime
And the south wind from the hills is combed your hair
Then you told me that you would miss me
It’s wrong to be apart
We shall necessarily meet with you next year
Hundreds of miles will divide us
- Give It a Try
Your telephone is ringing all night long
You cannot sleep, you're trying to hide
The sad memories in your mind are so strong
It's one thing to flourish and another to fight
You just need to pick up the phone today
But you're staying away