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Das ist ein Floten und Geigen

Oh what a piping and shrilling;
The trumpets blaze and blare,
To wedding-music thrilling
My love is dancing there.

And with what a droning and groaning
The drums and reeds are rent;
The while, with sobbing and moaning,
The cherubim lament.
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