I would like to see your sky..., январь 1996

I would like to see your sky, That's of course tender and clear. I'll not even try to lie: I would like to see you, dear!

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Oh my guitar, you are like a star! Oh my dear, you are always here — In my heart, we will never part!

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Daddy calls himself «the lion», He, like my mother, likes to sing! And my mum is fond of spring, She admires the sunshine.