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Ah , there is no abiding!
— Signs from heaven are sent.
Over the grass the wind went gliding,
— And the green grass grew silver as he went.
Ah, there is no remaining!
— Ever the tide of ocean ebbs and flows.
Over the blue sea goes the wind complaining,
— And the blue sea turns emerald as he goes.
— Signs from heaven are sent.
Over the grass the wind went gliding,
— And the green grass grew silver as he went.
Ah, there is no remaining!
— Ever the tide of ocean ebbs and flows.
Over the blue sea goes the wind complaining,
— And the blue sea turns emerald as he goes.
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