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Red dawn is still not dawning mountain leaf is still not blinking nightingale can not be heard announcing dawn Not even zephyra can be heard nor the shepherd’s song there’s silence all around everything alive is resting Ref. May dew-covered flowers blossom and may they adorn the Spring I won’t be picking them again because they are not for me I won’t be picking them again because I have nobody to give them to the one I used to give them to soil is covering her
