Where have the flowers gone sunNow do you ever think we'll make it
Your shirts are loud and your hair is long
And we're almost there
something more than a uniform
and we earn the flowers in our hair We learn to love and we learn to give
Where has the vision gone sunColors glow but your eyes are closed
In your eyes I see your soul
I swear I still believe we'll make it
And we're almost there
We learn to love and we learn to give One day is always too far away
And we earn the flowers in our hair my friend
I wish we had the hearts of children
So take my hand Their eyes are wide and their love is pure
at the seventh glass of wineBut we only dare to say ''please love me''.
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