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The Virgin is washing
And hanging out the rosemary
The little birds singing
And the rosemary blooming
But look how they drink
The fish in the river
But look how they drink
To see the newborn God
They drink and drink
And they drink again.
The fish in the river
To see God born
The Virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
The hair is made of gold
And the fine silver comb
But look how they drink
The fish in the river
But look how they drink
To see the newborn God
They drink and drink
And they drink again.
The fish in the river
To see God born
The Virgin is walking
Up a dark mountain
And at the flight of the partridge
The mule has been frightened
But look how they drink
The fish in the river
But look how they drink
To see the newborn God
They drink and drink
And they drink again.
The fish in the river
To see God born
They drink and drink
And they drink again.
The fish in the river
To see God born
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