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May. 4th, 2010 10:24 pm[musical notation is scribbled over the page]
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair.
When owls call the breathless moon
in the blue veil of the night
When shadows of the trees appear
amidst the lantern's light.
We've been rambling all the night
and sometime of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay.
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair.
When owls call the breathless moon
in the blue veil of the night
When shadows of the trees appear
amidst the lantern's light.
We've been rambling all the night
and sometime of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay.