| The dots have been placed for a long time, all the questions are on the shelves,
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| The story we wrote was brutally trampled,
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| And you forgot the times in which your eyes
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| With one movement, they kindled ardent passion in me.
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| And you know, I no longer need all your vows,
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| Your performances, baby, you probably wouldn't try
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| Something to fix, it's easier to put on a mask, pretending
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| That you don't even get bored.
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| Hiding behind the backs of passers-by
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| So imperceptibly leaving me in your past,
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| At the same time, nervously smoking at night, cursing yourself,
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| Forgetting my number so as not to accidentally dial.
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| But I know you and I'm sure that soon
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| You will dial me and start with a wild quarrel,
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| You will scream, yell, and I will quietly
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| I will answer: "Forgive me, my patience is not forever."
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| Chorus:
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| But maybe tomorrow there will be sun again,
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| We will be together again
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| Leaves will fall and autumn will warm
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| The curls of your hair.
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| Well, for now, remember how we loved each other,
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| Then fly away, fly away to where the cold blizzard is.
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| The dots have been placed for a long time, all the questions are on the shelves,
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| The story we wrote was brutally trampled
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| And you forgot the times in which your eyes
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| With one movement, they kindled ardent passion in me.
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| I forgot him too, without denying the reproaches,
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| One thing I understood perfectly well - there was no use in it.
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| I know I'm just a bastard, if you want, call me that,
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| But for some reason it seems to me that here I am stuck.
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| And you are either sadness or incomprehensible joy,
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| I know one thing that you are anger when I'm around
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| And I sat down to think and fully realized
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| That you are an actress and your world, alas, is only glory and a stage.
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| But I do not crave retribution for all your pathetic deceptions,
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| You exposed our feelings to these auditoriums,
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| I read my lines with the onset of intermission,
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| And you changed your role, hiding your sweet character.
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| Chorus:
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| But maybe tomorrow there will be sun again,
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| We will be together again
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| Leaves will fall and autumn will warm
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| The curls of your hair.
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| Well, for now, remember how we loved each other,
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| Then fly away, fly away to where the cold blizzard is.
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| And again a new day awaits me
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| And you probably also dream
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| In the hope of finding your happiness,
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| Remembering me.
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| And again a new day awaits me
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| And you probably also dream
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| In the hope of finding your happiness,
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| Remembering me.
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| Chorus:
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| But maybe tomorrow there will be sun again,
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| We will be together again
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| Leaves will fall and autumn will warm
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| The curls of your hair.
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| Well, for now, remember how we loved each other,
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| Then fly away, fly away to where the cold blizzard is. |