holding hands,
in spring you come-
there is sweetness.
There is rebirth,
there is flame,
and there is witty game,
The beauty of you
and her (spring)
individually blend,
hand in hand,
with spring,
you went.
in spring you come-
there is sweetness.
There is rebirth,
there is flame,
and there is witty game,
The beauty of you
and her (spring)
individually blend,
hand in hand,
with spring,
you went.
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