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 The King's three lovely daughters,

Fly away, my heart, away;

The King's three lovely daughters

Beneath its branches lay,

So sweet,

Beneath its branches lay.

The youngest wakens lightly,

Fly away, my heart, away;

The youngest wakens lightly:

"My sister, here is day!

So sweet,

"My sister, here is day!"

"T'is but a star that's gilding,

Fly away, my heart, away;

"T'is but a star that's gilding

With its sweet light our love,

So sweet,

"With its sweet light our love."