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The wind is tossing the lilacs,The new leaves laugh in the sun, And the petals fall on the orchard wall,But for me the spring is done.
Beneath the apple blossomsI go a wintry way, For love that smiled in AprilIs false to me in May.
The wind is tossing the lilacs,The new leaves laugh in the sun, And the petals fall on the orchard wall,But for me the spring is done.
Beneath the apple blossomsI go a wintry way, For love that smiled in AprilIs false to me in May.
