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Feeble leaves and young buds
are trembling tonight
shaken by cold gusts of damned
poverty and look!
Look at those young flowers!
They are falling down
on the indifference of humanity.

But she, Mother Terese, has a caress
for every flower
and with a simple smile
she brings hope,
tonight our soul is full of thoughts of love,
tonight we will play a love song for you.

Summertime breeze come and blow these notes afar
your message of peace will fly all over the world.
It's like a hot rain of love words
melting the coldness of humanity.

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