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| In my garden Things grow in my garden Things will grow Then they die Then they fall away Then they're gone In my garden In my garden We'll never grow old We'll never grow old In my garden Where the dew never dries In my garden In my garden These roses These black orchids are our friends In my garden When we breathe When we breathe this air We will breathe in these things We will breathe in these things In my garden In my garden We'll never die We'll never die In my garden In my garden M.Gira |
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