In a stuffy room on an old sofa
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I read the yellow press, it's a shame...
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My neighbor blows a pipe, probably a trumpeter,
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And I'll write a song to my friend,
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Write it down, but just what to take from it?
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Eat your mother...
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Oh, choose me, choose me, bird of tomorrow's happiness,
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Let's fly together, turn the spring breeze into a holiday.
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Let's gather friends, because with them it's more fun to admire your homeland from above,
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Let's call our friends, brighten up their leisure time with our stupid singing
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Again, spring will melt with hot rays
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Snow on the streets, icicles on the balconies
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And the cats purr invitingly,
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And the girls will dress up as they should,
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Our life is a game, it's time for them to get married,
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Watch out, kids!
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Oh, choose me, choose me, bird of tomorrow's happiness,
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Let's fly together, turn the spring breeze into a holiday.
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Let's gather friends, because with them it's more fun to admire your homeland from above,
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Let's call our friends, brighten up their leisure time with our stupid singing
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Oh, choose me, choose me, bird of tomorrow's happiness,
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Let's fly together, turn the spring breeze into a holiday.
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Let's gather friends, because with them it's more fun to admire your homeland from above,
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Let's call our friends, brighten up their leisure time with our stupid singing
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Somewhere out there in the promised heaven
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Our souls will surely rest,
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And while I'm looking out the window, I'm somehow strange -
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All crows, no matter what kind of swallow
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Or just a starling, ato just ...
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Oh, choose me, choose me, bird of tomorrow's happiness,
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Let's fly together, turn the spring breeze into a holiday.
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Let's gather friends, because with them it's more fun to admire your homeland from above,
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Let's call our friends, brighten up their leisure time with our stupid singing
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Oh, choose me, choose me, bird of tomorrow's happiness,
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Let's fly together, turn the spring breeze into a holiday.
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Let's gather friends, because with them it's more fun to admire your homeland from above,
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Let's call our friends, brighten up their leisure time with our stupid singing
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Oh, choose me, choose me, bird of tomorrow's happiness,
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Let's fly together, turn the spring breeze into a holiday.
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Let's gather friends, because with them it's more fun to admire your homeland from above,
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Let's call our friends, brighten up their leisure time with our stupid singing |