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Moulin Rouge
O Wind-mill of Love, your wings are still turning
in heaven on sunny days, O wind-mill of love!
And how my heart danced in time to your turning --
Without thinking, my heart danced, my lovely dreams rose!!
Ah! Dear God, Dear God! Those were pretty eyes
waltzing in your time and in mine!
I loved almost to madness --
my love was my own wind-mill in my mind!
Words of happiness I hear sing on your wings,
words of happiness as of a pure heart!
The wind that now turns your wings
will bring love back to never part!
How many times will my song be repeated?
Who sang these words first in lovers' hearts?
How many lovers before us were enchanted?
O, so many dreams of happiness !
A single mill that rotates its wings
A single mill, Red like my heart!
Pure and red like my lovely heart!
