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Spring is near, the frozen woods will revive anew |
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Will awaken all the blossoming trees |
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Only one of them will be stone-dead |
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Oak with broken stem will not come into leaf |
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Savage (?) has killed you |
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(?) stroke of lightning |
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I'm crying here on my knees for you |
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Embracing your lifeless (?) |
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What if only my hands are not strong enough? |
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What if ocean of tears will be not enough? |
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To awake you from dreams and force you to breathe |
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What if (?) ruthless? |
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What if all of my words will be useless? |
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And my soul has to feel inescapable grief |
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Spring is near, the frozen woods will revive anew |
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Will awaken all the blossoming trees |
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Only one of them will be stone-dead |
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Oak with broken stem will not come into leaf |
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Can't believe you will never rise again |
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To the last drop gathering tears for you |
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Like a heavy rain for the withered roots |
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(?) tenderness only to see you alive |
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What if only my hands are not strong enough? |
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What if ocean of tears will be not enough? |
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To awake you from dreams and force you to breathe |
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What if (?) ruthless? |
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What if all of my words will be useless? |
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And my soul has to feel inescapable grief |