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The Cuirassier's Little Song

1975

Oh, cuirassier, your age isn't long one
And that is why it's so sweet.
The trumpet sings, curtains are opened,
a sables' ring from somewhere fleets.
Still the strings' voice is softly handled,
but our commander is on horse…
Do not say to the youthful maiden
about endless love on earth!
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