.Isabelle, debout! Voilà le printemps!
Eh ben, vas-y! Ah cette feignante vieux!
Bon dieu, voilà le printemps qui s'amène.
Va falloir retourner aux champs.
Labourer, sarcler, toute la semaine
Bon dieu, le printemps c'est fatiguant.
Fini de faire la cour aux fumelles, .
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