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It's cherry pink and apple blossom white,
When your true lover comes your way,
It's cherry pink and apple blossom white,
The poets say,
The story goes that once a cherry tree
Beside an apple tree did grow,
And there a boy once met his bride to be
Long long ago,
The boy looked into her eyes, it was a sight to enthrall,
The breezes joined in their sighs, the blossoms started to fall,
And as they gently caressed, the lovers looked up to find,
The branches of the two trees were intertwined,
And that is why the poets always write,
If there's a new moon bright above,
It's cherry pink and apple blossom white,
When you're in love