My heart gets a shake,
oh, my love comes back! !
and wants to spread,
under spring's shed.
To get back the earlier sense,
I need to be mingled with its fragrance,
yes, the fragrance! ! ...
by that, I shall have its influence,
and my love will stand sharply
in front of eyes of my mistress,
but not a further pretense.
Standing at the edge of city street,
I am to perceive her sweet percept;
still splendid is her face!
let it grow under spring's shed.
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