Sing we of wine - e
Haven drinking it - so
Much e are as of it -
Out
Out
In the icy blizzard and
The suicide snows
Trudge
Trudge
Trudge
Pace
Pace
Pace
Creaked snow. Yet stayed
Cracked the snow, yet stayed
And
Yet of wine they
Sang
Louder
louder
For it was as them
In them.
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