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our pleasant moments fly
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
with joy and wonder
he's gone
i gazed upon the glorious sky
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
dear wife
royal feast was done
which i wish to remark
who will be naming the wind
of sun nor stars
never in all my life

 



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