| To whom are all these songs now, to whom to die in the arms?
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| And falling asleep is so difficult together, and it's a pity to lose him.
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| Whom am I looking for in the world, whom I am still waiting for there, on the bridge -
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| In the rays of orange ... Question: "Why?", "Well, why?"
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| Chorus:
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| There, there, there, there are star rockets in the sky,
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| Shares this impossibility to wait, wait, wait, wait!
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| Lighter hands this summer, I'm flying towards!
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| Hey catch me! |
| I am a wind!
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| I choose to know secrets. |
| I wake up, where is the dawn.
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| For you - beautiful portraits, and for me - your sonnet.
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| I'm going to look around the world for someone - it's easy to guess,
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| In the rays of orange, and he goes to look for me.
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| Chorus:
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| There, there, there, there are star rockets in the sky,
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| Shares this impossibility to wait, wait, wait, wait!
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| Lighter hands this summer, I'm flying towards!
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| Hey catch me! |
| I am a wind!
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| I am a wind!
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| There, there, there, there are star rockets in the sky,
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| Shares this impossibility to wait, wait, wait, wait!
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| Lighter hands this summer, I'm flying towards!
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| Hey catch me! |
| I am a wind!
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| Star rockets...
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| Shares this impossibility to wait, wait, wait, wait.
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| Hands in this summer, I'm flying towards ...
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| Hey catch me! |
| I am a wind! |