In the South are the trees whose branches are bent, And droop in such fashion that o`er their extent All the dolichos` creepers fast cling. See our princely lady, from whom we have got Rejoicing that`s endless! May her happy lot And her honors repose ever bring! In the South are the trees whose branches are bent, And droop in such fashion that o`er their extent All the dolichos` creepers are spread. See our princely lady, from whom we have got Rejoicing that`s endless! Of her happy lot And her honors the greatness ne`er fade! In the South are the trees whose branches are bent, And droop in such fashion that o`er their extent All the dolichos` creepers entwine. See our princely lady, from whom we have got Rejoicing that`s endless! May her happy lot And her honors complete ever shine!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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