| Fireplace sparks burn like rubies
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| Flying away in a blue haze.
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| From young, blooming, young
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| I became gloomy sick and gray-haired.
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| From young, blooming, young
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| I became gloomy sick and gray-haired.
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| Life flew by in the fun of debauchery,
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| Life swept through the frenzy of feasts
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| And only under old age the villainess crept
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| Intoxicating love for a sick heart.
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| And only under old age the villainess crept
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| Intoxicating love for a sick heart.
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| What should I do if my youth is lost?
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| What should I do, where should I go?
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| Ah, I can't be with you brown-eyed
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| Grief to share and find happiness. |
| Ah, I can't be with you brown-eyed
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| Grief to share and find happiness.
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| We'd better go along different paths
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| You will find your happiness with others.
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| And I will go that untrodden path
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| Where you will never find me.
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| And I will go that untrodden path
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| Where you will never find me.
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| Maybe you will meet a friend in your life
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| Maybe you will love more than me
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| But do not put out the conflagration in my heart
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| And do not pour bitter vodka on fire.
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| But do not put out the conflagration in my heart
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| And do not pour bitter vodka on fire. |