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The virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
The hair is golden
And the fine silver comb
But look how the fish drink in the river
But look how they drink to see the born God
They drink and drink and drink again.
The fish in the river to see God being born
The virgin is watching
And tending in the rosemary
The little birds singing
May the rosemary bloom
But look how the fish drink in the river
But look how they drink to see the born God
They drink and drink and drink again.
The fish in the river to see God being born
The virgin is walking
She is walking alone
And he has no other company
That the mommy's boy
But look how the fish drink in the river
But look how they drink to see the born God
They drink and drink and drink again.
The fish in the river to see God being born
The fish in the river, ah
The fish in the river, ah
The fish in the river, ah
Dice
The virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
Yes!
