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The bells that I make ring; they are my loves, they love me well.
I want to hear them sing, loud as they swing; my pretty bells.
In thunder or hail, or in wind or in rain.
Their song will never fail, singing through joy, singing through pain.
Bells that ring when we're born, Bells that ring when we die.
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