the highlands look down
shedding tears on her full skirt
from crofters' folly
the river looks up
with his thankful smile
thirsty vineyards drink
the crofters are fed
from the breasts of the vineyards
all in harmony
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the highlands look down
the river looks up with his thankful smile thirsty vineyards drink
the crofters are fed from the breasts of the vineyards all in harmony
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