The gentleness of flowers touches my heart
With almost unfeelable sensations
They have no defences, no armies
Their life is short but full in the warm air of spring and the sun
The gentleness of flowers
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The gentleness of flowers touches my heart
With almost unfeelable sensations
They have no defences, no armies
Their life is short but full in the warm air of spring and the sun
How my heart sings 