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She's the maid of the river So beautifully plain As fresh as the country That gave her her name As crisp as the snow And as swift as the rain She shone

Now as I'm settled so old and outired And no one's here to tell about my live I'll sing this lonely tune again and again To bear the echos in my mind.

Waking up your fantasy Starts by simply saying In your world of apple trees and flowers never fading Please take me where you wanna be We live in childhood