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There's a story told of a very gentle boy
And the girl who wore his ring
Through the wintry snow the world they knew was warm
For their hearts were full of spring
As the days grew old and the nights passed into time
And the weeks and years took wing
Gentle boy, tender girl, their love remained still young
For their hearts were full of spring
Then one day they died and their graves were side by side
On a hill where robins sing
And they say violets grow there the whole year round
For their hearts were full of spring
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