Crowded sky with flying clouds
Singing birds sitting on tree branch and bounce
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Beautiful Sunday morning
As I was greeted with the sunlight
Clip clop, clip clop here comes my knight
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A warm breeze acrossed my face
My hair is dancing with the wind, it was such a grace
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That Sunday was the 27 of June when we first met
That\'s when I couldn\'t control my heartbeat
You brought me peace, joy and happiness
Your kisses flew me to the planet venus