| Timid glances, whisper: "Don't",
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| The sound of a guitar somewhere in the distance.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| The sweet secret of first love.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| The sweet secret of first love.
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| The thrill of desire, oaths, confessions,
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| Tears of delight in moonlight silence.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| Fragile happiness of our soul.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| Fragile happiness of our soul.
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| How crazy you are, how beautiful you are
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| With a tart thirst for a new love.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| Joy and torment of the sinful earth.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| Joy and torment of the sinful earth.
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| How many of you were sweet, desired,
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| Always ready to wait and love.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| I will never forget you.
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| Ah, these nights, brown eyes,
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| I will never forget you. |