Classic poem of the day
When the clear days come in, eya! to bring back joy again, eya! and to scorn the jealous, eya! the queen means to show how amorous she is!
Hence away, hence away, ye jealous, leave us, oh! leave us to dance among ourselves, among ourselves .
She has sent out news to all, eya! that from here to the sea, eya! not a maid nor a bachelor, eya! but shall come to dance in the joyous dance!
But then the king is coming, eya! to break up the dance, eya! for he lives in fear, eya! that a ......
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She once called me a shooting star
Years gone by,
I still think of her as I fly.
Passing her orbit,
Wondering if she ever turns her face to the sky
Hoping to catch a glimpse of me.
Maybe,
One day,
Our gaze will meet again.
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