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The sun on the meadow is summery warm
The stag in the forest runs free
But gather together to breathe the storm
Tomorrow belongs to me
The branch of the linden is leafy and green
The Rhine gives its gold to the sea
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen
Tomorrow belongs to me
The baby in his cradle is closing his eyes (The baby in his cradle is closing his eyes)
The blossom embraces the bee (The blossom embraces the bee)
But soon says a whisper
"Arise, arise"
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs
Tomorrow belongs
To me
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