From great rivers
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Bossa nova - szabada,
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He has a pure heart like snow,
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While speaking differently about her here,
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He eats sugar for breakfast,
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The night is drinking a white din,
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And in the morning, when I am baking
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Quietly from the cold dry and crying:
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I'll take you to bed Don't cry anymore, silly
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Look, here's the pillow
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And for you, Jasiek,
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Forgive me, forgive me naked.
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Keep warm on the flaps
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Rags and cloths
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Where my dreams are
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There will be music -
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Forgive me, forgive me for a naked fuck ...
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The almond scent of yours
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He will woven a dream into my hair,
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I see the butterflies again And the flax is blooming in the valley.
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I'll buy you a live lion
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To be like home here Let's hear what's going on
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And she scolded us like a girl.
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I'll take you to bed
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Don't cry anymore, you silly
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Look, here's the pillow
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And for you, Jasiek,
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Forgive me naked.
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Keep warm on the flaps
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Rags and cloths
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Where my dreams are
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There will be music -
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Forgive me naked.
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On the green table
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There is a full glass,
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Do you have a song to me
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Are you my lover
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Forgive me naked.
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Nights that are unfulfilled
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Unconscious eyes
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Miss fashion,
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We don't feel sorry for life,
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Sorry for the naked pie.
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She cried in her sleep today
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And she's calling ... No, not me.
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It would be a sad thing
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And I don't know if it's bad - is it beautiful ...
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I remember your touch
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And dresses of black r,
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And you are a bit afraid of me and I do not think that my heart will break ...
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Sama I’d do ka,
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Don't cry anymore, you silly
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Look, here's the pillow
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And a lonely boy,
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Forgive me naked ...
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Keep warm on the flaps
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Rags and cloths
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Where my dreams are
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The music is no longer drinking,
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Forgive me naked.
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On the green table
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There is a full glass,
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Do you have a song to me
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Are you my lover -
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Forgive me naked
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Unfulfilled nights,
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Unconscious eyes
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The water in the river passes,
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Mija bossa nova -
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Forgive me to wake up |