At dawn When birds sing Fluttering their wings And dancing on tree tops It is the vision of you At noon When wind blows Soft across the fields Offering sweet fragrance It is the fantasy of you At dusk When sun retires Behind the hunchback Of the Ocean It is the longing for you At night When stars rule the skies Smiling down Upon sleeping heads It is the dream of you And now As the pen dances To the melody Of the strings of my violin It is the memory of you.
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