About you, about you from morning to night
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Leaves rustle on the trees.
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About you, over open windows
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Clouds float leaving a trail in white fluff.
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About you, over open windows
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Clouds float leaving a trail in white fluff.
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About you, rain and thunderstorms are eternally arguing
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The stars falling from the sky burn out and light up again.
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About you, avalanches rush down from the mountains
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And at the very ground, without touching it, they crumble.
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About you, avalanches rush down from the mountains
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And near the earth itself, without touching it...
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About you, the waves crash against the shore in a storm.
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Ships, those that are on a voyage for the first time, swallow and repent.
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About you, flocks of birds pierce the sky
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They fly south, and in the spring they return again.
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About you, flocks of birds pierce the sky
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They fly south, and in the spring they return again.
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The moon speaks about you at night
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Multi-colored clusters of lights are reflected in the glasses.
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About you, the earth floats under your feet
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I would have hugged her, but she was soaked to the skin.
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About you, the earth floats under your feet
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I would hug her, but she... |