White birch trees, blue sky, south wind, That hill where the magnolias are in bloom spring in the North Country, aaa , the North country!
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You won't feel the seasons in the big city A small package arrived from Mum. Shall I go back home? Shall I go?
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Snow has melted, a brook murmurs, a wooden bridge The larch's buds are coming out in the spring of the North Country, ah, the North country.
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We dared not say I love you five years have passed since we went our ways How would she be doing now? Shall I go back home? Shall I go?
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Butter murmurs, morning mist, a watermill. A children's song sounds in the spring of the North country, ah, the North country.
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My father and big brother, sitting silently are these two having drinks once in a while? Shall I go back home? Shall I go?"
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