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waiting for their train
against the side of the station
across a field of grain
she saw the river through the trees
letâs wait and see if itâs the best thing to do
staring at the hills
white in the sun and the country was brown and dry
they drank their beer
the girl looked at the beaded curtain
whatâs it say?
a Spanish drink
she waits in misery
thatâs the way with everything
letâs try to have a fine time
should we have another drink?
hills like white elephantsâ¦
itâs really not anything
an awfully simple operation
youâll be fine afterwards
just like we were before
like before, happy then
you donât have to be afraid
many people have gone through the same thing
you mustnât feel that way
I donât feel anyway
anyways, theyâll take it away