What would I do for cool breeze
The kind that rings symphony in your ears
And your nerves does tease.
What would I do on a hot summer day
To have the vigour of youth
The kind that when you trudge ahead
Means a gallop for one without tooth.
What would I do on a hot summer day
For a splash of cool icy water
To have all the garments that mean chill
And for very my own sceptre.
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