I Go On
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I go on hopping on
The green carpet of
The garden at dawn
As the birds watch
Me from the nests
In the ray of the sun
I go on rolling on
The cool sands by
The running stream
As the water goes on
Flowing I feel as if
I am seeing a dream
I go on dancing in
The valley with the
Sound of the flute
As the clouds tarry
Over the hills that
Sit steady and mute
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