It is fresh it is new
Cool morning mango blossoms
O mustard flowers
How you dance there
My poetry and I
Look in romance
Body full of garments
Who you are
Look fresh look new
And I play with you
O my dear it is yellow
And it is blue
It is fresh it is new
I wait you I wait you.
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