i name the place and i shall name the hour
no wonder left but magic still to come
we live from day to day and crumb to crumb
it does not matter who should choose to glower
not one of them has ever found the plum
i name the place and i shall name the hour
you take the sweet and leave us but the sour
so what what matters is the final sum
we wait till from the river goes the scum
i name the place and i shall name the hour
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