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1- A purple bunch of grapes,
Red, black or green grapes,
What color could it be
That sweetest bunch of grapes?
2- It grew out of season,
A monk said I have reason
To present it to the senior
My dearest Abbot Macarios.
3- He took it and he thanked
Then gave it to a monk
And said, "He better get it,
He's very weak and old."
4- The old monk thought it's better
To give it to another.
All of them did the same,
They gave it to each other.
5- The bunch came back to the saintly
St. Marcarios who quickly
Gathered all his monks
To tell them of the story
6- He showed the bunch of grapes,
A fruit so sweet to the taste,
Because it stands for love,
The love that never fails.
7- True love grows and grows,
Like candle light it spreads,
We pray the Lord it stays
Kindled in our hearts.
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