LYRIC

Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes…

Eyes, blue as the sea and the sky
Water flows, water flows
Heart, burning like fire in the night
Gently as she goes…

La, la la la la la la
La la la, la la la
La, la la la la la la
Gently as she goes…

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