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the ancient songs
it was many and many a year ago
doubtless i remember still
have you seen walking through the village
be not false
let me be sad
do you remember
were it not for that singular smell
there is an hour of peaceful rest
see, they return
since, if you stood by my side today
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness

 



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