Sunflowers blooming under summer skies
I wonder when she will die
Love is gold and gold is here
I see her face and her hair
And I’ll kiss her little lips when I’m there in her arms
I am holding on, holding on to this charm
I will survive and I will come through
You’re an angel and I know you’ll come back to me each year
Then I’ll know again, that I can be free
But summer time is too far away from me
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