The White Snow

The angels the angels in the sky
One-s dressed as an officer
One-s dressed as a chef today
And the others sing
Fine sky-coloured officer
Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone
Will deck you with a lovely sun
A lovely sun
The chef plucks geese
Ah! Snowfalls hiss
Fall and how I miss
My beloved in my arms

Guillaume Apollinaire

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