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This world is filled
With the perfume of flowers.
I feel love

Don't you hear that soft sound --
Follow the joyful beat of my shy heart.

Who was that voice?
Who said those unkind things?
That insensitive facade was a mask.
Now love touches me.


In this twilight,
I see you,
Share everything.
Now this world is filled
With the perfume of flowers;
I feel love

My wounded soul could heal if I only told you
I would follow you and bear your burden

No matter how long,
No matter how distant,
Your love continues.
Though sorrows or troubles pursue,
Love endures.

All I have is
My song
Carried on the tender wind.

Now this world is filled
With the perfume of flowers;
I feel love

And
Who was that voice?
Who said those unkind things?
That insensitive facade was a mask.
Now love touches me.


In this twilight,
I see you
Share everything.

Now
The tender wind
Carries my song.

This world is filled
With the perfume of flowers;
I feel love.