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marilyn monroe
if you listen, you can hear it cal:
wailare
there is a river called the river of no return
sometimes it’s peaceful and sometimes wild and free
love is a traveller, on the river of no return
swept on forever, to be lost in the stormy sea
wailare, i can hear the river call
no return, no return, no return, no return,
wailare. i can hear my lover call, come to me
i lost my love on the river
and forever my heart will yearn
gone, gone forever down the river of no return
wailare, wailare,
you’ll never return to me
