Friends, companions, understand me
Don't think that I'm about to show any weakness
I danced with a partridge, light brown of colour
She flew off thinking I would never be able to look again
All youthful gatherings from which she's absent
Leave me indifferent, like a passing breeze
Her hair is as black as her eyebrows
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