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Along the Hwang Ho Valley where young men walk and dream,<br>
A flower boat with singing girls came drifting down the stream.<br>
I saw the face of only one come drifting down the stream.<br>
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You are beautiful, small and shy.<br>
You are the girl whose eyes met mine<br>
Just as your boat sailed by.<br>
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This I know of you, nothing more,<br>
You are the girl whose eyes met mine<br>
Passing the river shore.<br>
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You are the girl whose laugh I heard,<br>
Silver and soft and bright;<br>
Soft as the fall of lotus leaves<br>
Brushing the air of night.<br>
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While your flower boat sailed away,<br>
Gently your eyes looked back on mine,<br>
Clearly you heard me say,<br>
"You are the girl I will love some day."<br>
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