Poets often use many words,
To say a simple thing,
It takes thought and time and rhyme,
To make a poem singing,
With music and words I've been flying,
For you I have written a song,
To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying,
I'll translate as I go along,
Fly me to the moon,
And let me play among the stars,
Won't you let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars,
In other words, hold my hand,
In other words,
Darling, kiss me.
Fill my heart with song,
And let me sing forever more,
You are all I long for all I worship and adore,
In other words, please be true,
In other words, I love you.
In other words, please be true,
In other words, I love you.
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