The morning sun is shining on me
On the lake
On that little white sail
Happy forward
There was a storm last night
The shirt was wet with flowers
Your cold hands
I want to make it warm
The lovely guitar is playing again
It's in my little hand again
The wonderful string is pulling
The song of laughter is singing
There was a storm last night
Wet shirt
Your cold hands
I want to make it warm
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