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Yosemite,

         Yosemite,

         Yosemite—

         In my heart a treasured land.

         When the snow and ice melt,

         You appear more mysterious:

         Waterfall coming down from the top of the hill,

         Like mist and fog—

         It is cloud and snow

         Lightly floating,

         Quietly transforming—

         How wonderful,

         How mystical,

         How wonderful,

         How mystical!

         Oh, Yosemite,

         You are so elegant and tranquil,

         Magnificent and beautiful,

         Attractive—

         I am overjoyed;

         I like you;

         I like you.

         Yosemite,

         Yosemite,

         Yosemite—

         In my heart a treasured land.

         When filled with sunlight,

         You appear more beautiful:

         Waterfall coming down from the top of the hill,

         Poetic and picturesque,

         It seems unreal—

         Sparks of sunlight,

         Sweet smiles—

         How wonderful,

         How mystical,

         How wonderful,

         How mystical!    

         Oh, Yosemite,

         You are so elegant and tranquil,

         Magnificent and beautiful,

         Attractive—

         I am overjoyed;

         I like you;

         I like you;

         I like you;

         I like you.

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