时间：2018-11-06
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I dream of Jeanie
With the light brown hair
Borne like a vapor
On the summer air
I see her tripping
Where the bright streams play
Happy as the daisies
That dance on her way
Many were the wild notes
Her merry voice would pour
Many were the blithe birds
That warbled them over
I dream of Jeanie
With the light brown hair
Floating like a vapor
On the soft summer air
Many were the wild notes
Her merry voice would pour
Many were the blithe birds
That warbled them over
I dream of Jeanie
With the light brown hair
Floating like a vapor
On the soft summer air
