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The Maritza
The Maritza is my river
Just like the Seine is yours
But only my father sometimes
remembers it
anymore...
Of my first ten years
Nothing's left for me
Not even the poorest doll
Only a little refrain
From the old days:
La la la...
All the birds of my river
Sang to us about freedom
I hardly understood
But my father knew
To listen...
When the horizon became too dark
All the birds flew away
Along the paths of hope
And we followed them
To Paris
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Of my first ten years, nothing remains ... nothing
{Sung:}
And yet, with my eyes closed,
I hear my father singing
This refrain:
La la la...
Elian E.✕
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