.Sometimes when the evening's young
The wind dies down, the setting sun
Crochets the clouds with yarn so fine
And fills the oceans with red wine
The trees, the sky, the forest fair>
Bring a flavor to the air>
I raise my glass and in a while
You answer with a secret smil.
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