Summer break

When I walk along the woods
And I'm passing by with a flying bow tie 
Or when I hear birds singing 
And I can't see the blossoming poppies 
Or when I see the palace is a bonfire 
Then I know that summer is near 
And always when I feel acacias
I know that there are holidays already 
Jan2003 

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