April come she will when streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
May, she will stay, resting in my arms again June, she´ll change her tune,
In restless walks she´ll prowl the night;
July, she will fly and give no warning to her flight.
August, die she must, the autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
September I´ll remember.
A love once new has now grown old.
-Simon and Garfunkel
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