Ольга РозаI'm a little dreamIf I could be a boyI would steal this roseAnd I would offer all the proseThe first girlfriendAnd in this little or almost nothingI would say my loveMy loveLook at the sunEnding slowlyI'm a dream of an adultMy voice in the voice of the windStill in search of your faceAnd my verse in piecesJust wanting your forgivenessI get lost in your stepsAnd I find myself in the songLove, I'm going to dieLooking for your loveLove, I'm going to dieLooking for your loveLove, I'm going to dieLooking for your loveLove, I'm going to dieLooking for your loveLove, I'm going to dieLooking for your loveLove, I'm going to die
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