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No. 21 - Song - Hana - "The Temple Bell"

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Hana: Once there dwelt a little maiden
In the shadow of a shrine,
Where the scented air was laden
With the fragrance of the pine;
And the Temple Bell above her
Grew to know her and to love her,
So he told her all his secrets
And she told him some of mine!
Ah! dear old Temple Bell,
Whose voice I loved so well,
How we used to wake the echoes
When the ev'ning shadows fell!
For I'd watch you softly swing
Till the purple hills would ring
With the music, with the music of my Temple Bell!
   
  Then the little maid grew taller,
As a little maiden will,
And the world began to call her
From her Temple on the hill;
But she passed it by unheeding,
Till one day when Love came pleading;
Then the shrine was left unguarded
And the Temple Bell was still!
Ah! dear old Temple Bell,
Whose voice I loved so well,
How we used to wake the echoes
When the ev'ning shadows fell!
For I'd watch you softly swing
Till the purple hills would ring
With the music, with the music of my Temple Bell!
Ah, Ah! Ah!
How we used to wake the echoes
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah,
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah!
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah!
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah!
Ah, Ah!

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