A Farewell
With gypsies and sailors,
Wanderers of the hills and seas,
I go to seek my fortune.
With pious folk and fair
I must have a parting.
But you will not miss me, —
You who live between the hills
And have never seen the seas.
Wanderers of the hills and seas,
I go to seek my fortune.
With pious folk and fair
I must have a parting.
But you will not miss me, —
You who live between the hills
And have never seen the seas.
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