King

I give you flowers of green,
Do you love the spring.
I will fulfill your dreams,
For you I am King.

We will not swear here,
I sing the song again. 
You whisper: "My Dear,
You are strong king".

You are waiting for a gift,
I'll bring a nice thing. 
Us up take at neon lift,
I am your gentle king.


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