| The cold north wind they call"La Bise"
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| Is swirling round about my knees,
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| Trees are crying leaves into the river;
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| I’m huddled in this french cafe
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| I never thought I’d see the day,
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| But winter’s here and summer’s really over,
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| Even the birds have packed up and gone,
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| They’re flying south with their song,
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| And my love, she too has gone, she had to fly,
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| Take care it’s such a lonely sky,
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| They’ll trap your wings my love and hold your flight,
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| They’ll build a cage and steal your only sky,
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| Fly away, fly to me, fly when the wind is high,
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| I’m sailing beside you in your lonely sky…
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| The old cathedral lights are low
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| She and I we’d often go there
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| To admire and sometimes kneel in prayer;
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| Lords and Ladies lie in stone,
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| Hand in hand from long ago,
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| And though their hands are cold they’ll love forever,
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| Even the choir rehearses those songs
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| For Christmas is not long,
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| And alone, I sing my song, she had to fly,
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| Out there, it’s such a lonely sky,
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| They’ll trap your wings my love and hold your flight,
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| They’ll build a cage and steal your only sky,
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| Fly away, fly to me, fly when the wind is high,
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| I’m sailing beside you in your lonely sky,
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| Fly away fly to me, and if you need my love,
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| I’m sailing beside you in your lonely sky…
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| I’ll come in with the dawn,
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| I’m sailing beside you in your lonely sky,
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| On the wings of the morn,
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| I’m sailing beside you in your lonely sky,
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| Above the world we’ll be flying,
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| I’m sailing beside you in your lonely sky… |