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How can i laugh or cry
When my mind is sorely torn?
Badabec had to die
Fair pantagruel is born
Shall i weep, yes, for why?
Then laugh and show my scorn
Born with a strength untold
Foreseen to have great age
Set in gargantuan mould,
Joyful laugh, yet quick to rage
Princely wisdom, habits bold;
Power, glory, lauded sage
Pantagruel born -- the earth was dry and burning
In paradise dear badabec prays for him
Pantagruel born -- the earth was dry and burning
In paradise dear badabec prays for him.
Pantagruel born -- the earth was dry and burning
In paradise dear badabec prays for him
How can i laugh or cry
When my mind is sorely torn?
Badabec had to die;
Fair pantagruel is born
Shall i weep, yes, for why?
Then laugh and show my scorn