Spring
Spring
When I smell the flowers,
When I smell the blossom,
I think about the spring,
I’m happy!
When I see the litlle lambs,
When I see a baby,
I think about the spring,
I’m happy!
When I hear the birds,
When I hear the yelling kids,
I think about the spring,
I’m happy!
When I smell, see, hear all those things,
I hope that it will always be spring,
I like it when everyone is having fun,
I’m happy!
When I smell the flowers,
When I smell the blossom,
I think about the spring,
I’m happy!
When I see the litlle lambs,
When I see a baby,
I think about the spring,
I’m happy!
When I hear the birds,
When I hear the yelling kids,
I think about the spring,
I’m happy!
When I smell, see, hear all those things,
I hope that it will always be spring,
I like it when everyone is having fun,
I’m happy!
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| Auteur: jiliane | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 april 2005 | ||
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