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Sacré Cornelius, ( can you hear that song ? )
"( one, two, three ... )
Now I see the trees are thinning
My eyes see the seashore there
Shimmering, the sea is brimming
Simmers salty air
If I don't guess then I won't know
(...)
If I don't guess then I won't know
Dream, dream, dreaming of a sound (dream, dream, dream, dream)
Scream, scream, screaming underground (scream, scream, scream, scream)
It's green, green, green now I'm sure (green, green, green, green)
The mean, mean, meaning is obscure, I know "Cornelius, -- Chapter 8 : Seashore and Horizon
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