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If ever I would leave you |
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It wouldn't be in summer. |
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Seeing you in summer |
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I never would go. |
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Your hair streaked with sunlight, |
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Your lips red as flame, |
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Your face with a luster |
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That puts gold to shame! |
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But if I'd ever leave you, |
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It couldn't be in autumn. |
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How I'd leave in autumn |
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I never will know. |
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I've seen how you sparkle |
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When fall nips the air. |
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I know you in autumn |
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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, |
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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! |
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Summer, winter or fall! |
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No, never could I leave you at all! |
