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    Once there was a thing called spring
    When the world was writing verses like yours and mine,
    All the lads and girls would sing
    When we sat at little tables and drank May wine.

    Now April, May and June
    Are sadly out of tune
    Life has stuck a pin in the boat.

    Spring is here
    Why doesn't my heart go dancing?
    Spring is here
    Why isn't the waltz entrancing?

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    No desire,
    No ambition leads me
    Maybe it's because nobody needs me

    Spring is here
    Why doesn't the breeze delight me?
    Stars appear
    Why doesn't the night invite me?

    Maybe it's because nobody loves me
    Spring is here, I hear

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