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[ti:springtime] |
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[ar:wilsen] |
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[al:sirens] |
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In winter’s passing by Old Steven’s Bay |
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She roams with the blue tear beneath the ragged bay |
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Down every linn she drifts the snow at her feet |
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Turning each corner never to be seen |
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Those who pass by her will hear her faint song |
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See softness in her eyes and sharpness on her tongue |
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But what does she sing at behind that veneer |
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And what does she wish for behind those blue tears |
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Springtime awaits her and her song |
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Watch for her shadows near you there before |
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Then just by the moment, they’ll be gone |
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Springtime’s calling for her move along |
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| [01:46.30] |
Once I was caught by the sweet melody |
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She wished for a love in the winter buried deep |
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She said, "donkey, love no. Don’t let it leave |
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Or you will in the ciao lone on the street" |
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Springtime awaits her and her song |
| [02:12.02] |
Watch for her shadows near you there before |
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Then just by the moment, they’ll be gone |
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Springtime’s calling for her move along |
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Springtime awaits her like a moment she’ll be gone |
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Springtime’s calling for her move along |
