Arafed woman holding a cup of coffee by a lake
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Come, O comrade solitary Of this cheerless youth of mine, Take a cup, and let us bury All our many woes in wine! Of a maid out by a river Sing a little song to me Or a tomtit, one that never Leaves its home beyond the sea.
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Come, O comrade solitary Of this cheerless youth of mine, Take a cup, and let us bury All our many woes in wine! Of a maid out by a river Sing a little song to me Or a tomtit, one that never Leaves its home beyond the sea.
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