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<p>Boy, won't you light me a lamp. "But dear master, there's light in the sky yet.<br/>
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Don't waste your oil and the wick. Don't close the shutters so soon.<br/>
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Only the houses are blocking the sun there, it's not yet the mountains.<br/>
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Until the curfew shall ring, full half an hour must pass."<br/>
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Wretched young fellow, be gone and obey me! My loved one is coming.<br/>
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Lamplight, console me till then, harbinger warm of the night.<br/></p>
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