The world blossoms in spring
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The thaw will give us smiles
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And everyone with whom I did not meet the first snow
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They will smile at me sadly from a postcard
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I don’t care as much as possible, you can pass it on to them
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They left me pain, but I will not leave them in memory
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I don’t remember who my friend is, but I always remember the main thing
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I went through a lot, but my mother taught me how to walk
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While it beckons us to the right, to the left - not at all
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I was waiting for the first snow - a snowdrift filled me up
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I wanted to love someone, but it hasn't hit yet
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Waiting for trouble around the corner, she flew out of the cake, wow
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I'm being dragged in three directions
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Loving, making songs, and waiting
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I don't like to write only about myself,
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But I know you are the same, just imagine
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You will see yourself in the images that I invested
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In every song, and in every line
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I just want you to be around
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I didn’t write like that, but it doesn’t snow every day either
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(Pam-param-param-pam
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Param-pam-pam
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Param-pam-pam-param
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Pam-param-param-pam
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Param-pam-pam
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Param-pam-pam-pam)
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Listen, I wanted to tell you for a long time,
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But I don't know how, in short
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I have feelings for you
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Uncomplicated, immaculate
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You are closer to me than a friend
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And even like you very much
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Well, actually, I want to say
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Although not ... I'll put it in a piece of paper
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I just want to try just once
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We all love images so much, but how can we live without them
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You just listen to the crunch, walking down the street in the snow
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You are looking for meaning in life, believe me, it is not there
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I'm being dragged in three directions
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Loving, making songs, and waiting
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I don't like to write only about myself,
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But I know you are the same, just imagine
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You will see yourself in the images that I invested
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In every song, and invested for a long time
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I just want you to be around
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I didn’t write like that, but I just wanted to try |