Friendship
I'll love you, dear, I'll love you. Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain. And the salmon sing in the street. I'll love you till the ocean. Is folded and hung up to dry. And the seven stars go squawking. Like geese about the sky
I'll love you, dear, I'll love you. Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain. And the salmon sing in the street. I'll love you till the ocean. Is folded and hung up to dry. And the seven stars go squawking. Like geese about the sky
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