Here is the last verse. I am guessing the third line. It seems very complex to me. I laid my hand on her so ever gently From the top of her stays to the tips of her toes In spite of every rumour I would do it with her? Until I kissed her tender lips again When I gained what she yielded to me My heart leapt like a bird on a branch In the middle of my vision, alas I awoke in sorrow On account of my tears, I shall not live a month.
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