Do feel the sun, its warmth is there
As is the scent upon the air
That flutters sweetly on the breeze
And waltzes lightly through the trees
Oh pleasures all, where have you gone
Where is this dream we’re counting on ?
Do feel the sun, its warmth is there
As is the scent upon the air
That flutters sweetly on the breeze
And waltzes lightly through the trees
Oh pleasures all, where have you gone
Where is this dream we’re counting on ?
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