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happiness
you say you love me
before the solemn bronze saint
and how could you dream of meeting
storm
softly now the light of day
i am old and blind
truely
melancholy days have come
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
i have to say good-night
we break the glass whose sacred wine
gaily through the fields we danced

 



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