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In a remote
mountain corner, a tiny
Savoyard boy sang of his love in the
evening calm near his shepherdess, with her gentle gaze,
snow star. My
loving heart is caught in the
trap of your big
eyes. I give you
this
silver cross and swear to love you all my life.
Alas,
sighs the
shepherdess, what will
our
parents answer? How will we manage?
We have no
money for us. Married as soon as
spring arrives, snow star, don't
dry your beautiful
eyes. Heaven
protects
lovers. I am going on a
journey so that upon my
return, nothing will ever again hinder
our
love. And when the beautiful days
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bloom again, he returned to
love, and his
fiancée
awaited him up there
among the clattering of the
flocks.
Snow star, your boys
go in a
carriage carrying
flowers. By a
wedding, my
story of the shepherdess and her little
Savoyard boy is over.
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