Parisian Beggar Woman
Once you were young.
Now, hunched in the cold,
Nobody cares
That you are old.
Once you were beautiful.
Now, in the street,
No one remembers
Your lips were sweet.
Oh, withered old woman
Of rue Fontaine,
Nobody but death
Will kiss you again.
Now, hunched in the cold,
Nobody cares
That you are old.
Once you were beautiful.
Now, in the street,
No one remembers
Your lips were sweet.
Oh, withered old woman
Of rue Fontaine,
Nobody but death
Will kiss you again.
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