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Abed Azrié - Eau et Vent lyrics
Beloved, I have neither means nor power For the ord's reign Rules over the universe. All my life like Water in rivers was I, Like wind Wandering through the desert. So let vine leaves Make my shroud; A vineyard, my grave, Among the grapes. Make wine the source Of my ablution; Tender wine, that's bounteous and jubilant Glorious, intoxicating and pure. |
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