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To You Who's Dear to Me
When you feel dear,
The scorching sun feels beautifully,
The rain falls cheerfully,
The trees sways in horray!
The waves dance in gay.
The birds fly in harmony.
Even that black and...
The scorching sun feels beautifully,
The rain falls cheerfully,
The trees sways in horray!
The waves dance in gay.
The birds fly in harmony.
Even that black and...
