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Hold on, hold on, my love, my love
All will come and all will go
Walk on, walk on, for love, for love
It's no wonder you're cryin', it feels like we're dyin'
No wonder that nobody told you
Nobody told you
That the ladies in black will wear white again
Nobody told you
Nobody told you

What the hell is the purpose of all of this circus?
When summer is soon and the crocuses are in bloom

Begin, and then with love, with love
Everything trembles from a kiss
Believe, believe in love, in love
It's no wonder you're cryin', it feels like we're dyin'
No wonder you're cryin', when nobody told you (mm-mm)
Nobody told you (mm-mm)
That the ladies in black will wear white again
No, nobody told you (mm-mm)
Nobody told you (mm-mm)

What the hell is the purpose of all of this circus?
When summer is soon and the crocuses are in bloom

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ahh-ahh

Hold on, hold on, my love, my love
It's no wonder you're cryin', it feels like we're dyin'
Cherish the gift that your mother delivered
From the ashes of sorrow, we will rise again