The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
Where the heart finds joy's embrace.
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
My soul, it finds its dancing space.
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
My soul, it finds its dancing space.
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
My soul, it finds its dancing space.
Pure lips, oh pure lips,
A devotee, taste's bliss.
Pure lips, oh pure lips,
A devotee, taste's bliss.
In eyes that meet, a dance begins,
In eyes that meet, a dance begins.
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
My soul, it finds its dancing space.
The river's scent, the river's scent,
The river's scent, the river's scent,
The river, river…
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
My soul, it finds its dancing space.
The river's scent, spring's painted grace,
My soul, it finds its dancing space.
The river's scent, the river's scent,
The river's scent…
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