The Summer Wind will race no more
It scatters quickly to the frozen shore
Such a chance, I see in a dream
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Summer Wind
The Summer Wind will race no more
It scatters quickly to the frozen shore
Such a chance, I see in a dream
Young again, or so it seems
Whispers hidden in the glare of summer's light
Scream so vividly in the night
It is but a breeze, they laugh and say
Summer will again, come my way...