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No. 3 - Song - Erminie and Chorus - "When Love is Young."
| Erminie: | Ah, when love is young, all the world seems gay! Tra la la la la la la la la. He sips its sweets as he goes his way, Tra la la la la la la la la la. His heart in the sunshine of life abides, No pang, not a thought of deceit, For youth's rosy tint ev'ry blemish hides, And the dream of young love is sweet. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ah, when love is young, all the world seems gay! Tra la la la la la la la la. He sips its sweets as he goes his way, Tra la la la la la la la la la. |
| Chorus: | Ah, when love is young, all the world seems gay! Tra la la la la la la la la. He sips its sweets as he goes his way, Tra la la la la la la la la. |
| Erminie: | Ah! but love hath sour'd with advancing years. Tra la la la la la la la la. He knows no joy for he's torn by fears. Tra la la la la la la la la la. His aim is foibles, not charms to seek, His taste so fastidious glows, He doubts and misgives if his Mate but speak, And the bliss of young love ne'er knows. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ah! but love hath sour'd with advancing years. Tra la la la la la la la la. He knows no joy for he's torn by fears. Tra la la la la la la la la la. |
| Chorus: | Ah! but love hath sour'd with advancing years. Tra la la la la la la la la. He knows no joy for he's torn by fears. Tra la la la la la la la la. |
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