Like flowers. Not flowers. Like fog. Not fog. At dead of night will come. In the morning, with the dawn, She will leave. [chorus] The flower is not a flower, The fog is not a fog, She came at midnight, She disappeared with the dawn The flower is not a flower, The fog is not a fog, She came at midnight, She disappeared with the dawn [solo] She comes like a spring dream, for a few quick hours. It goes away like the morning clouds, and you can't find it anywhere. [chorus] The flower is not a flower, The fog is not a fog, It came at midnight, It disappeared at dawn The flower is not a flower, The fog is not a fog, It came at midnight, It disappeared at dawn [outro]
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