There is a glint in your eye
When the winter comes stealthily
In to your room and you say bye
To the laziness in your body
And wake up to watch the bees
To sting the flowers getting ready
Moving around, up and down,
Back and forth, the restless bees
Often get annoyed and frown
You waited just like a bee
To be loved and let your aroma
Stolen to feel grown up and free
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