| The tender grass of spring time
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| Rose to grain with summer’s heat
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| The orchard blossoms ripen
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| Into fruit so round and sweet
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| As with nature in her garden
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| So it is with all and one
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| Love may blossom in the spring time
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| But it blooms with summer sun
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| As with nature in her garden
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| Full with light the days are long
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| Softly evenings pass together
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| As we sing a summer song
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| A vinyards fragrant blossoms
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| Swell with grape on summer vines
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| Is the choice of sweetest juices
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| For a rich and warming wine
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| As with nature in her garden
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| So it is with all and one
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| Love may blossom in the spring time
|
| But it blooms with summer sun
|
| As with nature in her garden
|
| Full with light the days are long
|
| Softly evenings pass together
|
| As we sing a summer song
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| As with nature in her garden
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| Full with light the days are long
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| Softly evenings pass together
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| As we sing a summer song |