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It's the first day of summer,
When we sit on the fresh green grass,
When the sun rays bring us warmth,
When our visions reflect the blue sky above,
When the fragrance of flowers linger in our heart
When our laughter was a tune in the air...
And it's the end of summer,
When you sit me on a crushed flower,
When the rays of sun become faint,
When our vision can see the dark sky,
When you let the rain kiss my cheek,
And the silence is the only thing we can hear....