[Intro] [Verse 1] We go up to the lake, for the track there to walk. And the sun sets the motion, the greenish the talk. [Verse 2] Pointing out a pine tree, I say, it is quite old. And, excuse me, you say, in a manner of cold. [Chorus] I take notice, at once, and say, maybe it's you. You must think about it, though say, romance, you do? [Verse 3] Maybe that fine, old pine tree, I say, is in love. And you smile, saying, that is a strange thought, you know. [Verse 4] I pretend to be thinking, and you look away. And I say, maybe it wants to weather the day. [Instrumental] [Verse 5] Then, for sure it is old, you say, due to amount. Not what I think, I say. I believe it will count. [Verse 6] With that eye deeply yours, you look to me, to see. I say, obviously that fine pine found nummer three. [Verse 7] You look down, and I know, I have got you, again. And I love you, and laugh, as you say, you’re one pain. [Chorus] I take notice at once, and say, maybe it’s you. You must think about it, though say, romance, you do? [ Verse 7] You look down, and I know, I have got you, again. And I love you, and laugh, as you say, you’re one pain. [Outro]
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