I tasted all the fruits of your summer
And they were not cold at all
I flavoured all the riches of your waters
Fresh-water marmaids on your lake shore
Mixed up by your mixture of races
Small pieces of the whole globe
I dove into that sea of faces
Little London, I love you even more.
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