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In these days
a Troubador's
Love is hard to find.
They want too much, they just can't wait.
They give it all, this is my fate.
I walk the world in lonelines,
to win the strength of the Troubador.
I'll stand the searing sands of time
and wait and wait and wait.
In these days
a Troubador's Love
is hard to find.
In these days a Troubador's Love is hard to find.
All I want, all I need,
is a woman I'll never have,
never caress, never taste,
the sultriness of her embrace.
In these days
a Troubador's Love
is hard to find.
In these days
a Troubador's Love
is hard to find
Once I had the kind of love
like the one I'm singing of.
She got too close, I felt her pain
and I swear I'll never be the same.
In these days
a Troubador's Love
is hard to find.
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