| When spring knocks on the window
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| With its ringing melody,
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| Flowers bloom again
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| And you go out onto the balcony.
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| And the heart wants love
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| And the heart wants love
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| So big and real.
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| The soul sings with joy
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| It beckons and calls somewhere,
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| And every day is waiting for something.
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| And the heart wants love
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| So big and real.
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| The soul sings with joy
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| It beckons and calls somewhere,
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| And every day is waiting for something.
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| And then one fine day,
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| When you walked along the sidewalk
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| We met you
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| And now I'm in love with you.
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| How do you go out to the balcony
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| I take out the accordion
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| And Alexei takes the guitar.
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| So every evening with him together
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| We are serenading under the window
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| We play and sing for you.
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| I take out the accordion
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| And Alexei takes the guitar,
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| So every evening with him together
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| We are serenading under the window
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| We play and sing for you.
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| Why, why, hardly anyone will explain
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| Your gaze beckons
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| I'm like a magnet.
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| And ready to open
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| Dreams mysterious door
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| After all, you should understand a long time ago
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| What of my love now
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| You can't hide, you can't hide.
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| I know the day will come
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| Ice will melt in your soul
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| And suddenly a miracle will happen.
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| We will play a masquerade
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| With my best friends
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| They pretend to be punks
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| And as if I saved you.
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| And if you bite us
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| I will change lanes at the same time
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| And I will express my love in verses
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| Ringing guitar string.
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| Bowing the knee before you
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| I will sing to you alone again.
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| I will explain to you in love,
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| I will express my love in verses,
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| Ringing guitar strings
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| Bowing my knee before you
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| I will sing to you alone again.
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| Why, why, hardly anyone will explain
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| Your gaze attracts me like a magnet.
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| And ready to open
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| Dreams mysterious door
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| After all, you should understand a long time ago
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| What of my love now
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| You can't hide, you can't hide.
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| I will touch you with my hand,
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| And every evening under the moon
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| We will be happy with you.
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| I will touch you with my hand,
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| And every evening under the moon
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| We will be happy with you.
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| I will touch you with my hand,
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| And every evening under the moon
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| We will be happy with you. |