| I'm excited as if I'm on stage for the first time
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| The movement of the hand and the lights went out in the hall
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| Carnival shines with a palette of colors
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| He, like a wind, burst into the hall,
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| I'm afraid to get lost in the crowd
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| I know you are somewhere near.
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| Carnival shines with a palette of colors,
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| He is like a wind rushed into the hall
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| I'm afraid to get lost in the crowd
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| I know you are somewhere near
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| Next to you
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| Next to you...
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| I'm excited as if I'm on stage for the first time
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| How to say about the main thing like this
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| To sound like rubbish
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| It seems like something, as it were, by the way,
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| But at the same time very juicy for sure
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| And say don't miss
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| Essence the thread of life
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| And where should one take and remain silent
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| If you have nothing to say
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| Songs to sing that are not sung
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| We should come up with stories
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| Just so as not to accidentally calm down
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| The main theme is only a motive
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| Just a stroke of the hand
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| You will definitely hit in the eye
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| How thoughtlessly, but cunningly
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| Lace weaving palette
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| Carnival shines with a palette of colors
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| He is like a wind rushed into the hall
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| I'm afraid to get lost in the crowd
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| I know somewhere near you Carnival shines with a palette of colors,
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| He is like a wind rushed into the hall
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| I'm afraid to get lost in the crowd
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| I know you are somewhere near
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| Next to you
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| Next to you...
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| Carnival shines with a palette of colors,
|
| He is like a wind rushed into the hall
|
| I'm afraid to get lost in the crowd
|
| I know you are somewhere near.
|
| Carnival shines with a palette of colors,
|
| He is like a wind rushed into the hall
|
| I'm afraid to get lost in the crowd
|
| I know you are somewhere near
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| Next to you
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| Next to you... |