How many words were there, how many were "but"
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How much was before - it doesn't matter now
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I'm ready now, you're with me now
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In our two-story house outside Moscow
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God, who knew, even a year ago
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That we will become more than "hello" and "how are you?"
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Your ardent fan, take care of your treasure
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There is a connection between us, there is a connection in the sky
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We are with you on Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
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Thousands of ribbons
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We are with you on Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
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Thousands of ribbons, bright blue ribbons
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Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
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Thousands of ribbons, bright blue ribbons
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Santo Santo Santorini…
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How many people am I ready to let in
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Straight to your house, right in your heart firmly?
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Minimum of you, maximum of more
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All our relatives, boy and daughter
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More than family. |
More often than ever
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We will divide everything by two, just remember
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Your ardent fan, take care of your treasure
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There is a connection between us, there is a connection in the sky
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We are with you on Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
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Thousands of ribbons
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We are with you on Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
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Thousands of ribbons, bright blue ribbons
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We are with you on Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
|
Thousands of ribbons, bright blue ribbons
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We are with you on Santo Santo Santo Santorini
|
Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
|
Thousands of ribbons, bright blue ribbons
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Santo Santo Santo Santorini
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Among the white-white-white walls
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There in heaven they connected
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Thousands of ribbons, bright blue ribbons
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Santo Santo Santorini… |