May 2014
Sweet flower, all the meadows creatures
Are dancing, giddy in their bustle ways
And even the wild cherry has petals laid.
How do they all know that we are in love?
Are dancing, giddy in their bustle ways
And even the wild cherry has petals laid.
How do they all know that we are in love?
(Éire)
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