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The Valley Wind
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After Getting Drunk, Becoming Sober in the Night
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Love which is greater than oneself is like
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Because of my going right across
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The Autumn wind
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Its cry is mournful
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the waves that ripple
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My sins which have accumulated
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Startled / By a single scream
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On the shore of Nawa
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