Black cat white snow


“Chat, chat, chat,
Chat noir, chat blanc, chat gris,
Charmant chat couché,
Chat, chat, chat
N’entends-tu pas les souris
Danser à trois les entrechats
Sur le plancher?”

(A.J.L. Leclère in Chanson du chat qui dort)
Liège (B)

Our thrones decay

“Still flows the ancient fount sublime; —
But, ah, for my heart, shed tears, shed tears;
Not it, but love, has scorn of time,
It turns to dust beneath the years.”

(G.W. Russell from Homeward: Songs by the Way)
Heusden-Zolder (B)

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