Al tondar
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Al tondar
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What should I call
This happy madness
That I feel
Inside of me
Some kind of wild
October gladness
That I never thought
I'd see
What has become
Of all my sadness
All my endless
Lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows
Now
What happened to
The frown
And is this
Self-contented clown
Standing there
Grinning in the
Mirror really me
I'd like to
Run through
Central Park
Carve your initials in
The bark of every tree
I pass for
Everyone to see
I feel that I've
Gone back to
Childhood
And I'm skipping
Through the wildwood
So excited that I
Don't know what
To do
What do I care
If I'm a juvenile
I smile my secret
Little smile
Because I know
The change in me
Is you
What should I call
This happy madness
Or this
Unexpected joy
That turned the world
Into a baby's
Bouncing toy
The gods are
Laughing far above
One of them
Gave a little
Shove and I fell
Gaily gladly
Madly into love
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