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Belle Époque

 Z. Azzabi

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There’ll be always a road waiting for your steps

Like in the auld lang syne

A hill

A sand dune

Or a slope

And some wine

Always some horizon is expecting your knock

Even after you grow old and cold

But no homeland

No homeland at all

Like in the auld lang syne

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