| Bitter blood strikes, streams scatter,
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| Love went on a spree, bells rang.
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| By the cool river, a flock of motor boats,
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| Kindled the lights of the evening sanatorium.
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| Chorus:
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| The moon, together with you, lays the morning with fogs,
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| A month with you, we were drunk with love,
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| A month with you beyond the candy river,
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| A month with you under the honey moon.
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| Above the water, gray smoke lulled the current,
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| We run like children, forgetting about treatment.
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| Fields were stocked with cornflowers in advance,
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| Somewhere there is a house and a family, and we are in a hurry to go on a date.
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| Chorus:
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| The moon, together with you, lays the morning with fogs,
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| A month with you, we were drunk with love,
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| A month with you beyond the candy river,
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| A month with you under the honey moon.
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| Ripe rose petals, sad conversations,
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| Drops of torn tears, farewell kisses.
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| The steamer shouted and went slowly,
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| The pier separated us in the early silver morning.
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| Chorus:
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| The moon, together with you, lays the morning with fogs,
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| A month with you, we were drunk with love,
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| A month with you beyond the candy river,
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| A month with you under the honey moon. |