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| HORSEMAN’S SONG | REITERLIED |
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| Cordoba. | Cordoba. |
| So distant and lonely. | So ferne und einsam. |
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| Black little horse, and big moon, | Schwarzes Pferdchen, großer Mond, |
| and in my saddlebag olives. | und Oliven im Sack meines Sattels. |
| Though the ways are familiar, | Wiewohl kenne ich die Wege, |
| at Cordoba I will never arrive. | doch bis Cordoba komme ich nie. |
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| Across the plain, through the wind, | Durch die Ebene, durch den Wind, |
| black little horse, and red moon. | schwarzes Pferdchen, roter Mond. |
| Death keeps staring at me, | Der Tod starrt auf mich herab |
| down from Cordoba's towers. | von Cordobas Türmen. |
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| Oh, how the way's dragging on! | Ach, wie so lange der Weg! |
| Oh, so patient my brave little horse! | Ach, wie so tapfer mein Pferdchen! |
| Oh, that death waits for me, | Ach, es erwartet der Tod mich, |
| before Cordoba will ever be reached! | noch ehe ich in Cordoba bin! |
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| Cordoba. | Cordoba. |
| So distant and lonely. | So ferne und einsam. |
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