Wild nights - Wild nights!

Wild nights - Wild nights! 

Were I with thee 

Wild nights should be 

Our luxury! 


Futile - the winds - 

To a Heart in port - 

Done with the Compass - 

Done with the Chart! 


Rowing in Eden - 

Ah - the Sea! 

Might I but moor - tonight - 

In thee! 

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