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So Long, Marianne

Come over to the window, my little darling,
I'd like to try to read your palm.
I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy
before I let you take me home.

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began
to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

You know I love to live with you,
but you make me forget so very much.
I forget to pray for the angels
and then the angels forget to pray for us.

We met when we were almost young
down by the green lilac park.
You held on to me like I was a crucifix,
as we went kneeling through the dark.

Your letters they all say that you're beside me now.
Then why do I feel so alone?
I'm standing on this ledge and your fine spider web
is fastening my ankle to a stone.

Now I need your hidden love.
I'm cold as a new razor blade.
You left when I told you I was curious,
I never said that I was brave.

Oh, you are really such a pretty one.
I see you've gone and changed your name again.
And just when I climbed this whole mountainside,
to wash my eyelids in the rain!

Your eyes, I forget your eyes
You body is at home in every sea
How come you gave your news to everyone
when you said it was a secret just for me

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began
to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

Leonard Cohen

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