Where have you hidden yourself oh my beloved
You fled having wounded
I pursued but you had gone
In search of you my darling I would scale the highest clouds
Scour wooded valleys, roaring torrents whispering galesVous etes mon coure
Vous etes mon coure
Vous etes mon coure
Vous etes mon coureWhen you first regarded me
Your eyes filled me with grace
Thereby again my eyes
Merited to adore youvous etes mon coure
Vous etes mon coure
Vous etes mon coure
Vous etes mon coure
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