Soeur de race

If you meet her
Hair flowing down her back
A radiant smile
Lighting up her face
If you meet her
Pay close attention

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She's a bird from the springs
A cat taking flight
A humble bee
That's her, she's my sister

If you meet her
Counting her coins closely
In her old wallet
Always wearing her floral dress
Hanging long on the right
She's really poor

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If you meet her
Face to the wind
Strong and brave
Facing the wicked
Declining every offer
Of a first invitation

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If you meet her
A child by her side
Smiling just like her
Despite the cold in her belly
If you meet her
Then, smile at her