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The short dream of the fig tree
I was dreaming a beautiful dream when I saw a fig tree
Green and lush it stood there, it was the most beautiful time of the year.
The leaves blew there in the wind, there I wanted to go, ran quickly.
The fruits hang high on the tree, I toil to reach them hardly.
But one then falls towards me, so juicy that my fingers stick.
So now I sit on the seashore with the fig in my hand enjoying the sun, feeling the wind, feeling like a kid again.
I want to stay in the garden, the work, that can wait today.
But as quickly as it came, it's already taken from me, gone is the fig tree, cleared out the beautiful dream.
Now quickly the bottle in hand, and back to the distant land
Green and lush it stood there, it was the most beautiful time of the year.
The leaves blew there in the wind, there I wanted to go, ran quickly.
The fruits hang high on the tree, I toil to reach them hardly.
But one then falls towards me, so juicy that my fingers stick.
So now I sit on the seashore with the fig in my hand enjoying the sun, feeling the wind, feeling like a kid again.
I want to stay in the garden, the work, that can wait today.
But as quickly as it came, it's already taken from me, gone is the fig tree, cleared out the beautiful dream.
Now quickly the bottle in hand, and back to the distant land
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