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Leaf less trees, the spring is still not here
Grey cold skies, morning rain that chills
Wet puppies without a home and unwashed kids in the streets
Sombre headlines with financial recession
Growing unemployment and talks of depression
Then a tune began to play
I saw hyacinths grown in line
The children start to play
And your lips turn a smile
Your eyes look away
While your chin grow slightly red
A happy tear fall from my eye
Our sacred love is always safe
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I love you iubita mea
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