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Search for spring |
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Now the sun is shining in the Svea hillside |
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It's spring now, I can truly feel it |
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It sings so heavily around all valleys |
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And the southern wind comes and makes me sel* |
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When summer comes, it'll be pretty up in the mountains |
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I'll go there then and listen to the stream sing |
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And climb to the top of the steepest mountains |
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I feel the smell of grass 'round all heaps |
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And the sun is shining, and the bells are chiming |
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And the ponds are lying blank where I'm going to bathe |
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With surrounding rocks, so I can sunbathe safely |
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Oh, how delicate the moment is |
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When the sun is shining down from white heights** |
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Then i know that spring's not far away |
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I'll have to live like this for another summer. |
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Then I know that the stream is waiting |
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Cold as ice, such a cool drink |
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When autumn comes and the sistkveldskl?va*** has been picked up |
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Then I'll thank for the summer I got |
