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Teksty: DaDa. Mary Sunshine Rain.

Mary won't be comin' 'round, no more
I won't touch her violet hair
That fell like rain and filled the air with roses

Mary won't be comin' 'round, no more
She won't look into my eyes
And tell me I'm the only one who knows her

Mary won't be changing me, no more
She won't reach into my mind
And fill those gutters with red wine and reason

Mary won't be changing me, no more
I guess that I knew all along
That she'd be leaving with the song of season

Sunshine rain
Sunshine rain

Yeah Mary won't be comin' 'round, no more
She won't reach into my mind
To fill those gutters with red wine and reason

Mary won't be comin' 'round, no more
She won't look me in the eyes
And tell me, I'm the only one who knows her

Sunshine rain
Sunshine rain
Sunshine rain

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