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SPRING

SPRING
INSIDE ROARE


You don't notice her when with the mild rain of spring.
She enters the window with the smell of freshly sown soil, it's yours.
The sun is reflected in the glass of your windows,
the region is waking up from winter.

I feel...that something is happening to me
I hear the soft whisper of water in my ears.
I feel..... that the sun came up earlier and it warms me,
I feel like spring is coming to me.

As dawn broke I waited for you
but I had no idea what I was going to see.
I saw the sun shining in your head
I saw a horse with a golden mane running.

I feel...that something is happening to me
I hear the soft whisper of water in my ears.
I feel..... that the sun came up earlier and it warms me,
I feel like spring is coming to me.

I had no idea it was you with the golden mane.
Written by Inside_Roare (Ivo)
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