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22 lines
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Hello, my youth
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My town, smelling the southern sun,
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again I wander through the streets of your ...
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It is for this point, the third from the edge of the house,
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Where else can still live my youth ...
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Linden gray area of the station,
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Good whisper your childhood familiar to me ...
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We used to be here to see off the train
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Resorted together with you, my youth ...
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We have grown - we have called the road,
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Took with them the songs, we reserve ...
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With a backpack light to build the city in the forest
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We went to the far edge of my youth ...
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My town, smelling the southern sun,
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again I wander through the streets of your ...
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Well, I always come back here,
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Hello, sunny city, my youth, my ... 1964
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