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The songs of Trenet Run in the mountain
Run in tracks Full of birds and flowers
And Pyrenees Sing to the wind of Spain
Sing melody Which rocked the heart
Memories sing sing his loving childhood
All fine weather sings For ever finished
And as the shepherds From mountains of France
Sing the light wind From his nice country
sometimes far from streams Far from the wandering sources
Far from the songs of waters Far from the waterfalls which growl
I think and it is its song In days blessed by this first reaping
The songs of Trenet Run in the mountain
Run in tracks Full of birds and flowers
And Pyrenees Sing to the wind of Spain
Sing melody Which rocked the heart
Memories sing sing his loving childhood
All fine weather sings For ever finished
And as the shepherds From mountains of France
Sing the light wind From his nice country