| Whose husband this time |
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| In my garden, / are they petals of the damson |
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| Breezes blowing / through the little clump |
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| At my home / the bright dew fades |
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| I put good rice in water |
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| So that no one will see |
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| Children, The / who cried |
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| Spring comes / and the night sadly wanes away |
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| Through the bright gleaming |
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| As long as I live / can I forget you? |
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