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When the sun rises early in the morning
When the light weaves its length,
When he's sad all day
I can't get enough of his love, flirting,
When evening comes and the moon and stars rise,
When the white bed, flowers and wreaths open,
When you're burning with excitement and fire,
I can't get enough of his love, flirting,