Fly me to the moon
And let me sing among the stars,
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars;
In other words, hold my hand;
In other words, darling, kiss me.
Fill my heart with song,
And let me sing for ever more;
You are all I long for,
All I worship and adore.
In other words, please be true;
In other words, I love you.
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