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For Chorus and Solo Soprano
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SPRING:
A balmy spring wind
Reminding me of something
I cannot recall
The past is already past.
Don't try to regain it.
The present does not stay.
Don't try to touch it.
SUMMER:
A church bell at dusk
The evening sun’s slanting rays
Dying on my wall.
The past is already past.
Don't try to regain it.
The present does not stay.
Don't try to touch it.
FALL:
The sad sound of hymns
Flooding on to autumn fields
In hazy moonlight.
The past is already past.
Don't try to regain it.
The present does not stay.
Don't try to touch it.
WINTER:
Lines of winter rain
Gleam only as they flash past
My lighted window.
The past is already past.
Don't try to regain it.
The present does not stay.
Don't try to touch it.
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