Flowers

When I was a boy i ran among the flowers
Looking left and right at the bright array
I played through the spring, whiled away the hours
Lingered with the flowers every day

Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, life's bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, along the way

Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, life's bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, along the way

When the summer ends and the storms of life are over
When the winter comes and the petals fall away
They may write it on my stone, "He was just a roller
But he stopped to pick some flowers along the way"

Flowers, pretty flowers, Flowers, life's bouquet
Flowers, picked some flowers, Along the way

Flores

Quando eu era menino eu corria entre as flores
Olhando para a esquerda e direita no conjunto brilhante
Joguei durante a primavera, passava as horas
Permaneceram com as flores todos os dias

Flores, flores bonitas, flores, buquê da vida
Flores, flores bonitas, Flores, ao longo do caminho

Flores, flores bonitas, flores, buquê da vida
Flores, flores bonitas, Flores, ao longo do caminho

Quando o verão termina e as tempestades da vida são mais
Quando o inverno chega e as pétalas caem
Podem escrevê-lo na minha pedra, "Ele era apenas um rolo
Mas ele parou para pegar algumas flores ao longo do caminho "

Flores, flores bonitas, flores, buquê da vida
Flores, pegou algumas flores, Ao longo do caminho

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