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I met my love in sweet October - Her beauty it did shine The bush she beared her bloom all over and creeks do run like wine So bright the flames and the jacarandas clad in their leaves of spring There we did talk and take a walk where magpies sweetly sing

As we did join ascendant voices so ardently we sang The rain did fall like tears around us and thunder loudly rang What ails - what ails? what ails my lover? Why do you fearful grow? Let fear with love be put asunder and prove its overthrow

A league abroad poor souls are calling to set the children free And daughters, sons, fathers and mothers are cast into the sea Upon a storm that beats their waters - and may we never know Such winds of fear that blew them here where jacarandas grow

Last night I dreamed of empire's queen and she stood on the shore And a thousand oars did beat the water to battle bound once more And a thousand slaves did plow the river and red their blood did flow And mercy slept as reason wept where desert roses grow

If I had coal and oil and opal and riches from the earth I'd set my foot to join a people for revolution's birth And rain would fall to crystal fountains - sweet liberty to drink And we'd plant red leaves in the verdant mountains where magpies sweetly sing