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You gotta climb to scale the mountain. You gotta climb to reach the top. You gotta climb to see the splendor. You gotta climb, climb, climb, don't you stop Well, the path is steep, it leads upward.
Come with me. My love. To the sea. The sea of love. . Come with me, my love. To the sea, the sea of love. I want to tell you how much I love you. . Do you remember when we met. That's the da