Cantatonia
Miscellaneous
Shepherding the White Wheat
I am a foolish young boy
Living according to my fancy
I am shepherding the white wheat
And another reaps it
Why don't you come later
Some day after another?
Once I see you, the little stone< br/>Cleaner, cleaner every day!
(middle verse not transcribed yet)
While the sea water is salty,
And while hair grows
A while there's a heart in my breast
Will I be generous to you?
Tell me the truth under wraps
And seal the answers
Whether I or else, Ann
What your heart prefers

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