| When will I get my chance to make the lilacs bloom?
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| To decorate the tomb with petals from the groom?
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| Who cried «the circumstance could never be assumed»?
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| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to say
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| When will I get my chance to burn the shoulders of
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| The women and the men who dance when they’re in love
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| Who give into romance like hands give into gloves?
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| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to say
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| When will I get my chance to watch autumn leaves fall?
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| To make babies crawl to windowsills and all
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| To watch the colors change?
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| And some children are so strange
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| Some children are so strange
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| When will I get my chance to watch autumn leaves fall?
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| To make babies crawl to windowsills and all
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| To watch the colors change?
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| And some children are so strange
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| Some children are so strange
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| When will I get my chance to put you in a trance?
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| A-watchin all the snow that’s fallin'
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| Even though it never lets you down
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| Never makes a sound
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| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to say |