Wait...for the rosebud to bloom again
'Playing for time' will not be in vain.
Yesterday's doubt will fall to the floor
When your dream-girl walks through the door.
Wait...for the summer to shine again.
The words are in nature's sweet refrain.
She will come knocking, of that I'm sure
And her kiss will be bliss forevermore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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