When I was small, and

Christmas trees were

tall,
we used to love while

others used to play.
Don't ask me why, but

time has passed us by,
someone else moved in

from far away.

Now we are tall, and

Christmas trees are

small,
and you don't ask the

time of day.
But you and I, our love

will never die,
but guess who'll cry

come first of May.


The apple tree that

grew for you and me,
I watched the apples

falling one by one.
And as I recall the

moment of them all,
the day I kissed your

cheek and you were

gone.


Now we are tall, and

Christmas trees are

small,
and you don't ask the

time of day.
But you and I, our love

will never die,
but guess who'll cry

come first of May.


When I was small, and

Christmas trees were

tall,
do do do do do do do do

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