Lean out your window, golden hair
I heard you singing in the midnight air
My book is closed, I read no more
Watching the fire dance, on the floor
Ive left my book,
Ive left my room

For I heard you singing through the gloom
Singing and singing, a merry air
Lean out the window, golden hair...

(lyrics from a poem by james joyce)
(texte provenant dun pome de james joyce

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