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Your hair blows, the grass grows Sun yellow, cloudless blue Can't you tell, green angel How I love you ? She's my lady of the flowers She's a sweet herb with a healing way

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Feeling radical in cotton, purified in my satin But the bomb of the season is a velvet revolution

Creation sinks Mountains bring Ages born through memory and lore

But sometimes Under the stars Under their light You're everything right