And song flows in silence,
Dawn by summer is met,
Bunches of whitefoam lilac
Gather I in bouquet.
And I'll put the bouquet
On the window at night.
And the dawn will look up,
And will sing nightingales.
Inspiration will come,
And the color delights
Of embroidered white lace
Of this whitefoam bouquet.
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