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WILLOW in your April gown / Delicate and gleaming, / Do you mind in years gone by / All my dreaming?
Spring was like a call to me / That I could not answer, / I was chained to loneliness, / I, the dancer.
Willow, twinkling in the sun, / Still your leaves and hear me, / I can answer spring at last, / Love is near me!