  Pleasures fond are singing, Love, for you and me, And the moments bringing Joys of land and sea! June-time is tune-time! Don't you hear the song? All the time is love time Where the roses throng! Don't you sigh or sorrow! Raptures full and free Crown each glad tomorrow, Sweet, for you and me! June-time and tune-time, Where the roses throng, Life-time and love-time And the world of song! |
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