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No. 4 - Barcarolle - Chorus ad Marie
| Girls: | See the sunbeams over the river Quiver, weaving a way of gold! See the diamonds drip from the swaying Playing blades of the oars we hold. |
| Baritone: | Life shall flow like a rippling stream Under sunlight or moonlight's beam; Golden pleasure or silver dream As a tale, as a tale by fairies told. |
| Girls: | Ah! Row, row, time shall flow Far, far under the star Till the vessel comes home once more To the golden shore. |
| Marie: | Row, row, time shall flow... |
| Ensemble: | Till the vessel comes home once more, Till the vessel comes home once more. |
| Marie: | Till the vessel comes... |
| All: | Home to the golden shore. |
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Page modified 13 October 2016