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Today spring did laugh; | |||
On earth | On this earth is only merriment... | ||
In the | In the flowers' candied glance, | ||
In the | In the flowers' honeyed nectar. | ||
Today, let us | Today, let us race off toward heaven | ||
With | With rhythm and song, peacock and cuckoo call. | ||
Let us | Let us wipe away all filth and gloom; | ||
On spring night birds importune. | |||
The seasons' King is come to the gate today; | |||
Now flower buds, they are always awake. | |||
Let us cast aside all inertia | Let us cast aside all inertia | ||
Inside life's warm current. | |||
With | With touch of life everything beams; | ||
All things float upon His stream. | |||
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