knock on my front door

 

 

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The mango tree in my backyard is blooming with green leaves,

And I hear Nightingale singing too,

I jump to the swing and flying up above,

It must be Spring knocking on my front door.

As long as my sight goes it’s all green,

And I see the dancing trees,

Wind must be playing chirpy flute,

Waving goodbye to the cloudy sky,

 

So it must be Spring knocking on my front door.

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