| I walk around on a hot summer day
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| through the fields smelling sage and rosemary,
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| picking up all the berries (that) I see
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| and I hope he will be there, maybe
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| Yesterday was a nice pretty day
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| All my sweets gathered 'round me, they’ll be
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| very happy when my wish
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| one day comes true — that may be…
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| Then all the stars will sing my
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| song, all the birds fly higher
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| Almonds will start to blossom
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| Honeybees swing for me
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| Let me stop by the river on the walk
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| take a bath in the sparkling water
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| Feel the cold pleasant blue on my head
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| Little fish playing on the shiny ground
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| All at once I feel a chilly breeze
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| it’s getting late, the night is calling fireflies
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| suddenly I see his face looming up
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| in the evening sun, perhaps we’ll make it… |