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"How enduring, how we need durability. |
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The sky before sunrise is soaked with light. |
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Rosy colour tints buildings, bridges, |
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And the Seine. |
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I was here when she with whom I walk wasn't born yet, |
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And the cities on a distant plain stood intact, |
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Before they rose in the air with the dust of sepulchral brick, |
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And the people who lived there didn't know. |
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Only this moment, at dawn, is real to me. |
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The bygone lives are like my own past life, |
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Uncertain. I cast a spell on the city, asking it to last." |
