Oh my dear,
the spring is here
I stand by the window
Looking for you
As you pass by the meadows.
I hear the wind blowing
Swishing and swashing
the wind chime ringing.
The rainbow colored tulips
Are so refreshing
And when I think of
you and me
Walking hand in hand
Among the tulips
It gives immense pleasure
And joy of the yester year
We have been together.
Oh my dear,
come to me
I stand here waiting for you
As you pass by the meadows. 
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