| A clouded moon creeps across the clouded sky
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| Winds of January sigh and moan
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| And yet it’s June.
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| I can see a sky of blue
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| Dear the miracle is due to you.
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| Just you.
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| It’s June in January
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| Because I’m in love
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| It always is spring in my heart
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| with you in my arms.
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| The snow is just white blossoms
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| that fall from above.
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| And here is the reason, my dear,
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| Your magical charms.
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| The night is cold
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| The trees are bare
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| But I can feel the scent of roses in the air.
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| It’s June in January
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| Because I’m in love.
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| But only because I’m in love with you.
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| Oh the night is cold!
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| Won’t it be to bear?
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| But I can feel the scent of roses in the air.
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| It’s June in January
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| Because I’m in love
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| But only because I’m in love with you. |