Bello Bello
Brahms Walz in A flat Major OP> Number 15
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Bello, Bello
your turban has come
Bello, Bello
your Turban has come
she bowed her head in
embasserment
the fluted sound whistled
in oour ear
Bello, Bello
your Turban
is here
She wore her brothers pink headdress
when she heard of his
opponet
she bowed her head in shame
he marveled
and stood fast
and she covered her eyes
each moment
thinking her lover
would fall to the champions feet
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