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Bouquet

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I'll drive the bicycle like mad
And I'll stop it in faraway fields.
I'll pick up some flowers and I'll present the bouquet
To the girl who I love.
 
I'll tell her: 'Being with someone else,
You've forgot about our dates.
So, to save the memory about me
Take these humble flowers'.
 
She'll take them, but yet again in the late hour
When the fog condences along with sadness
She'll pass me by with her eyes lowered.
And she won't even smile to me - so, let it be so.
 
I'll drive the bicycle like mad
And I'll stop it in faraway fields.
I'll pick up some flowers and present the bouquet
To the girl who I love.
 

Sweet Cherries

I used to call you my Sweet Cherry,
When spring relieved the winter blues,
In vernal haze I met my fairy,
And angel gave us subtle cues.
 
In love you can reach sky with candor,
I carried you in bare arms
Through gardens where in youthful languor
Sweet cherries blossomed in the clouds.
 
[Chorus] (x2)
Sweet cherries blossomed in the clouds,
Sweet cherries blossomed...
Sweet cherries blossomed in the clouds
Above depraved world...
 
We lacked the room in blissful heaven,
To quiet garden we've come down,
And I've called you my bride, my blessing,
So long ago I let you down.
 
It all dissolved in vernal rain mist,
In rapid flow of endless days,
And only sweet taste of bird-cherries
In my fond memory remains.
 
[Chorus] (x6)
 
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Clouds

Clouds drift above - snow white bands -
From the far away distant lands.
Oh, how splendid they are, high as dream
These white waves of the heavenly stream.
Clouds drift above - snow white bands
From the far away distant lands.
 
They keep floating in timeless realm,
And they call you to follow them.
Just how deep their slow current goes
Only mighty all-seeing God knows.
Clouds drift above - snow white bands -
From the far away distant lands.
 
Clouds drift above - snow white bands -
From the far away distant lands.
Oh, how splendid they are, high as dream
These white waves of the heavenly stream.
But how deep their great current goes
Only mighty all-seeing God knows.
Only... God...
 
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Clouds

Clouds drift above - snow white bands -
From the far away distant lands.
Oh, how splendid they are, high as dream
These white waves of the heavenly stream.
Clouds drift above - snow white bands
From the far away distant lands.
 
They keep floating in timeless realm,
And they call you to follow them.
Just how deep their slow current goes
Only mighty all-seeing God knows.
Clouds drift above - snow white bands -
From the far away distant lands.
 
Clouds drift above - snow white bands -
From the far away distant lands.
Oh, how splendid they are, high as dream
These white waves of the heavenly stream.
But how deep their great current goes
Only mighty all-seeing God knows.
Only... God...
 
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Two Flowers

In my old crystal vase two spring flowers still stand:
Jasmine - white as a swan, yellow tulip - determined,
Bowing flowery heads over cut crystal glass,
As they whispered about you and me, softly murmured.
 
About sorrow and love they have whispered to me,
And to never forgive you they have ordered me.
White head wilted apace, but the yellow persisted -
Someone has found a friend, someone's waned in the distance.
 
White's the color of love,
Yellow is of betrayal.
Nights of tears are so long,
Nights of love's swiftly fading,
Swiftly fading.
(x2)
 
Nights of tears are so long,
Nights of love's swiftly fading,
Swiftly fading.
(x2)
 
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