| The day I won’t forget — so long for it to come
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| We played the house of houses — the kreml’s come undone
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| A heart felt show it’s been — a lot of give and take
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| So many things I felt — emotions on the break
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| Leaving through the backdoor — I saw her standing there
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| Approaching me so gentle — my senses all aware
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| I hardly can remember — so many days gone by
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| A spell she put on me — forever in my mind
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| I’m yearing for the spirit — to come around again
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| At least I feel alive now — hope is my best friend
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| The golden crown of Moscow
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| An angel I have met
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| A very pure connection
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| I never will forget
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| She struck me like a lightning
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| Such grace so rare to find
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| One second we were touching
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| One lifetime in mind
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| I usually keep distant — and gratefully respect
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| With her it felt so different — such lasting strong effect
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| Some of you may wonder — a ghost inside my head
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| For you really find out — sometimes you must look back
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| The golden crown of Moscow
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| An angel I have met
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| A very pure connection
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| I never will forget
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| She struck me like a lightning
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| Such grace so rare to find
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| One second we were touching
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| One lifetime in mind |