Springtime - Viter

Have you ever heard cuckoo song at night?

If you ever knew what my skin may hide

You should never ask about my eyes

If you ever knew what they can hide

The soul of mine, was eaten by

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Springtime…

And the birds are going dumb

Here comes again — springtime

Acutely began — springtime

Springtime…

And the sun is growing numb

Here comes again — springtime

The day’s like deep well — springtime!

No matter how much time you had embrace me

Don’t you know that you will never catch me?

Body and soul are shivering with cold

In to a black well I must be drowned

The soul of mine, was eaten by

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Have you ever heard cuckoo song at night?

If you ever knew what my skin may hide…

If you ever knew what my eyes can hide

You won’t ever lay down by my side

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