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Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don’t remember growing older, when did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn’t it yesterday when they were small?
Sunrise, Sunset, Sunrise, Sunset,
Swiftly flow the days;
Seedlings turn over night to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as we gaze.
Sunrise, Sunset, Sunrise, Sunset,
Swiftly fly the years;
One season following another,
Laden with happiness and tears.
-屋頂上的小提琴手-電影
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