What should I do, my soul is sick, let her look into my eyes ...
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My love is not really you, you gave your heart to another ...
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What should I do, my soul is sick, let her look into my eyes ...
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My love is not really you, you gave your heart to another ...
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Love is insidious and tender, the luggage of the poor fellows is even before it ...
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And day and night they need the love of the beautiful moon...
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Love is insidious and tender, the luggage of the poor fellows is even before it ...
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And day and night they need the love of the beautiful moon...
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They told me about love, but it would be better if I didn't know about it...
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You wounded my heart to the blood, I remained in the world with nothing ...
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You wounded my heart to the blood, I remained in the world with nothing ...
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What should I do, my soul is sick, let her look into my eyes ...
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My love is not really you, you gave your heart to another aaaaaaaa ...
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Tell people how I should be, which doctor to go to ...
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What pills should I take to stop loving her...
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Tell people how I should be, which doctor to go to ...
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What pills should I take to stop loving her...
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There are no many beauties, but one is dearer to me than all ...
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There is a special light in her eyes, and what is my fault here ...
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There is a special light in her eyes, and what is my fault here ...
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What should I do, my soul is sick, let her look into my eyes ... My love is not really
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you gave your heart to another...
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music…
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What should I do, my soul is sick, let her look into my eyes ... My love is not really
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you gave your heart to another...
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What should I do, my soul is sick, let her look into my eyes ... My love is not really
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you gave your heart to another...
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My love is not really you, you gave your heart to another aaaaaaaa ... (armkrasavchik) |