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all remind you, simple and favorite,
things of your own, every day look like they wait and these with me,
for you to come and lets arise, for last time
all our love, is fulling the room like a song, that we used to say both of us
faces and words and the dream that is creaks. when it will arise, what will be true.
all remind you, simple and favourite,
things of your own, everyday.
all remind you, and our best friends.
another one in tavern, and another one in cinema.
alone i read, the letter that you had sent, before we were kissed for our first time
all our love, is fulling the room like a song, that we used to say both of us.
words and faces, and the dream that creacks when it will arise, what it will be true
all remind you simple and favourite
things of your own, every day