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Héloïse
In the spring of 1117
My heart is yearning to sing
For in the convent of 1116
I never knew such a spring
With him I will fly like a song-bird
With him I will try canticles not yet heard

Females
For he is Plato
He is mistletoe
He is Socrates
He's the Pyrenees
He is logic
He's forbidden fruit
He is light
Héloïse
He's my truth

Héloïse
In the spring of 1117
My heart wants to dance and rejoice
For in my Latin, Greek, French and convent prayers
I never knew such a voice
With him I will fly like a songbird
With him I will try canticles not yet heard

Females
For he is Plato
He is mistletoe
He is Socrates
He's the Pyrenees
He is logic
He's forbidden fruit
He is light
Héloïse
He's my truth

Héloïse
In the spring of 1117
The world is waiting to play
With him I want to dance out on the roof
But I must study with him
Héloïse   In the spring of 1117   My heart is yearning to sing   For in the convent of 1116   I never knew such a spring   With him I will fly like a song-bird   With him I will try canticles not yet heard    Females   For he is Plato   He is mistletoe   He is Socrates   He's the Pyrenees   He is logic   He's forbidden fruit   He is light  Héloïse   He's my truth    Héloïse   In the spring of 1117   My heart wants to dance and rejoice   For in my Latin, Greek, French and convent prayers   I never knew such a voice   With him I will fly like a songbird   With him I will try canticles not yet heard    Females   For he is Plato   He is mistletoe   He is Socrates   He's the Pyrenees   He is logic   He's forbidden fruit   He is light  Héloïse   He's my truth    Héloïse   In the spring of 1117   The world is waiting to play   With him I want to dance out on the roof   But I must study with him