| The noise of the cities subsides in the night,
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| Views of the game and burning candles,
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| Beacons of stars, and we will follow them,
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| In the harbor of love, we need to lie down on a course.
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| Ah, the first dreams of a new spring
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| Let your bed be surrounded
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| Ah, full of scarlet, in the light of the moon
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| Rose petals are flying from the sky.
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| The cold of war does not concern us,
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| They hid in one of the secluded apartments,
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| The fireball, saying goodbye, went out,
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| The night took us to an unknown world.
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| Ah, the first dreams of a new spring
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| Let your bed be surrounded
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| Ah, full of scarlet, in the light of the moon
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| Rose petals are flying from the sky.
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| The light of a pure star, the cities sleep,
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| Looking for love for thousands of years
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| And similar to a swan, very good
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| In the light of the moon, your silhouette.
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| And through the clouds from afar
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| Wanderer-night with us on you,
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| And I feel that forever
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| I am a prisoner of your beauty.
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| Ah, the first dreams of a new spring
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| Let your bed be surrounded
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| Ah, full of scarlet, in the light of the moon
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| Rose petals are flying from the sky.
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| Rose petals are flying from the sky.
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| Rose petals. |