Sai l'beinv'nu simply means welcome in Jerriais my local lauguage
I'm all too conscious of the change, nothing strange, and nothing never felt before not a shock, perhaps the clicking of a lock the subtle closing of a door, a key is turned, that well worn latch is dropped once more, on what is done, a green and fertile time, I hear the chimes, which ring and sing a tune I know full well, a tolling bell for autumn
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