La la la...
Much has been written about
The world and all its kind of loves,
But the sweetest of them all,
You seldom will find stories of
Oh oh oh oh
My love lives outside my window
Clouds burst to give water so her love can grow
Oh, my love smiles to me each morning
Says she'll never leave me,
And I know it's so
La la la...
You don't have to look around
Or ask yourself if she is there,
'Cause the fragrance of her love says,
Hi\" with eve
My flower would be the prettiest
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La la la..."