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If ever I would leave you, it wouldn't be in summer |
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Seeing you in summer, I never would go |
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Your hair streaked with sunlight, your lips red as flame |
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Your face with a luster that puts gold to shame |
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But if I'd ever leave you, it couldn't be in autumn |
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How I'd leave in autumn, I never would know |
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I've seen how you sparkle when fall nips the air |
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I know you in autumn and I must be there |
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And could I leave you |
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Running merrily through the snow |
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Or on a wintry evening |
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When you catch the fire's glow |
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If ever I would leave you, it couldn't it be in springtime |
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Knowing how in spring, I'm bewitched by you so |
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Oh, no, not in springtime, summer, winter, or fall |
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No never, could I leave you at all |
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And could I leave you |
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Running merrily through the snow |
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Or on a wintry evening |
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When you catch the fire's glow |
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If ever I would leave you, how could it be in springtime |
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Knowing how in spring, I'm bewitched by you so |
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Oh, no, not in springtime, summer, winter, or fall |
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No never, could I leave you at all |
