My lost youth

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Blagopoluchniy

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Often I think of the beautiful town
That is seated by the sea
Often in thought go up and down
The pleasant streets of that dear old town
And my youth comes back to me
And a verse of a Lapland song
Is haunting my memory still
"A boy's will is the wind's will
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."

I remember the black wharves and the slips
And the sea-tides tossing free
And Spanish sailors with bearded lips
And the beauty and mystery of the ships
And the magic of the sea
And the voice of that wayward song
Is singing and saying still
"A boy's will is the wind's will
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."

I can see the breezy dome of groves
The shadows of Deering's Woods
And the friendships old and the early loves
Come back with a Sabbath sound, as of doves
In quiet neighborhoods
And the verse of that sweet old song
It flutters and murmurs still
"A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."

And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair
And with joy that is almost pain
My heart goes back to wander there
And among the dreams of the days that were
I find my lost youth again
And the strange and beautiful song
The groves are repeating it still
"A boy's will is the wind's will
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."

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