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The Galliard

Dancing, Dancing, triple time

my love and I

Dance away the night,

the village green awash with light

a thousand torches show the way,

I feel such delight

to dance with such a

precious one.

 

A valiant jester I may be

but no fool am I

when I dance the galliard.

◄ The Meat Market

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