| Well, well, my dear, you are no longer with me and all my goodness, all gold and silver
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| Under the lid is a carved cherished casket: two thin golden rings.
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| Chorus:
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| My path is long and the night is dark, two rings, why am I alone?
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| In this world, everyone is lonely, but our son is dozing in his bed.
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| I'm not waiting for you, but sometimes I look out the window and I'm not afraid of the night, I'm not at all alone,
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| You left at a dark hour, but all the same, there are two of us in the world with my son.
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| Chorus:
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| My path is long and the night is dark, two rings, why am I alone?
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| In this world, everyone is lonely, but our son is dozing in his bed.
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| My path is long and the night is dark, two rings, why am I alone?
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| In this world, everyone is lonely, but our son is dozing in his bed.
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| My path is long and the night is dark, two rings, why am I alone?
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| Two faces, two faces in the photo, two rings, two rings in the box.
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| In this world, everyone is lonely, but our son is dozing in his bed. |