Red summer flares up in the meadows.
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You are wrong to say that we are different.
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Scattered across the colors of the rainbow.
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We are with you - for love, we are for berries.
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Chorus:
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strawberries, strawberries,
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Quench our thirst!
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Only sweeter than strawberry
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Your soft lips.
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Apparently the sun has dropped
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Kissing beam into the grass.
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So that mom does not scold,
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I'll lie something.
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By night, with berries of stars, the distance will be littered,
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But do not rush home, know that you will have time.
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We are with you - out of love, the matter is clear.
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Don't lie, don't say that we are different.
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Chorus:
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strawberries, strawberries,
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Quench our thirst!
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Only sweeter than strawberry
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Your soft lips.
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Apparently the sun has dropped
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Kissing beam into the grass.
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So that mom does not scold,
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I'll lie something.
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losing
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Red summer flares up in the meadows.
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You tell me again that we are different.
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Do you see how we reach for one berry together?
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This means that we will not part with you.
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Chorus:
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strawberries, strawberries,
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Quench our thirst!
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Only sweeter than strawberry
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Your soft lips.
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Apparently the sun has dropped
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Kissing beam into the grass.
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So that mom does not scold,
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I'll lie something.
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strawberries, strawberries,
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Quench our thirst!
|
Only sweeter than strawberry
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Your soft lips.
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Apparently the sun has dropped
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Kissing beam into the grass.
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So that mom does not scold,
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I'll lie something. |