|I count the nights, the sistrum sounds . . . |
Death, thy victory,
Death, thy victory . . .
The rubber plant is free.
From the heart of dawn|
Thou sinister albatross.
(The rubber plant is free . . . .)
Death thy victory.
And the linden trees quiver,|
I count the nights, the sistrum sounds,
The hoopoe awaits me,
And the linden trees quiver.
~Umberto Eco, Foucault's Pendulum
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