37 lines
819 B
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37 lines
819 B
Plaintext
If the accordion was able to
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Whether in the gardens of our cherries for you
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We started early so mature?
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Sooner funny stars came out,
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To look at you.
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Chorus:
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If the accordion was able to
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All the talk is not bonded,
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Blond girl in a white blouse,
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Where are you, my daisy?
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Birds everywhere you encounter a song,
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Waiting for the breeze at the window.
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At night, the street lights you,
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Coming towards the moon.
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In the world you're not beautiful.
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You - like the song of the nightingale
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You're like a wide and blue in the sky,
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Early, my Dawn.
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I, my dear, hearty meal
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Sleep until morning did not give.
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After all about you all accordions in district
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The best songs sing.
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If the accordion was able to
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All the talk is not bonded,
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Blond girl in a white blouse,
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Where are you, my daisy?
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Where are you, answer, my friend?
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