no key

our hearts troubled

                                      were in air

                                      a song,

goes,

shhh,

        see,

shhh,

        softly,

shhh,

        see,

shhh and softly now

                                      the wind blows against

the leaning

                     trees,

our hearts troubled

                                      or and see,

the wind in trees goes

shhh.

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