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My hut…

My hut is my heaven
Where every night I’m to laze
Where not rats, cockroaches nor lizards are denied

Where I get shelter, it is my haven
There I’m sensible
And tomorrow is my heart

Live you in a mansion, or a mountain
I tell you, here in my hut I live with vision
To me, it is more than Great Britain

Oh yes, I’m in love!
With God and all natural things…
Even the birds’ whispers

There, in my hut the breeze comes as a dove
Oh, all I can see and feel up the roof
Are glamorous of gossamers…


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