You are beautiful, small, and shy
You are the girl whose eyes met mine just as your boat sailed by
This I know of you, nothing more
You are the girl whose eyes met mine passing the river shore
You are the girl whose laugh I heard
Silver and soft and bright
Soft as the fall of lotus leaves
Brushing the air of night
While your flower boat sailed away
Gently your eyes looked back on mine
Clearly you heard me say
"You are the girl I will love some day"
While your flower boat sailed away
Gently your eyes looked back on mine
Clearly you heard me say
"You are the girl I will love some day
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