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It's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteWhen your true lover comes your wayIt's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteThe poets sayThe story goes that once a cherry treeBeside an apple tree did growAnd there a boy once met his bride to beLong long agoThe boy looked into her eyes, it was a sight to enthrallThe breezes joined in their sighs, the blossoms started to fallAnd as they gently carressed, the lovers looked up to findThe branches of the two trees were intertwined,And that is why the poets always writeIf there's a new moon bright aboveIt's cherry pink and apple blossom whiteWhen you're in love From Letras Mania