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Once you were beautiful --
Now, / Hunched in the cold, / Nobody cares / That you are old.
Once you were lovely --
Now, / In the street, / No one remembers / Your lips were sweet.
Oh, withered old woman / Of rue Fontaine, / Nobody but death / Will kiss you again.