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OVER THE SUMMER SEA
(Rigoletto) |
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G. Verdi |
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3. Hark, there's a bird on high, far in yon azure sky,
Flinging sweet melody, each heart to gladden;
And its song seems to say, banish all care away;
Never let sorrow stay, brief Joys to sadden. Fond hearts entwining, cease all repining; Near us is shining,beauty's bright smile. |
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