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San Francisco Bay Area
ich ritt durch den Schnee,horst du, ich ritt Gott in die Ferne─die Nahe,er sang, es war unser letzter Rit. Balayés les amours Et tous leurs trémolos Balayés pour toujours Je repars à zéro The rest of my days I'm going to spend on the sea. And when I die, I'm going to die on the sea. You know what I shall die of? I shall die of eating an unwashed grape. One day out on the ocean I will die--with my hand in the hand of some nice looking ship's doctor, a very young one with a small blond moustache and a big silver watch. "Poor lady," they'll say, "The quinine did her no good. That unwashed grape has transported her soul to heaven. 我爱你的主要原因是因为你还没爱上我 别爱我 我永远爱你
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