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April is the cruellest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
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- Ur world would be easier if i didn't come back.
- That's true. But it wouldn't be my world without u in it.
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If one day you tell me you are in love with me, I promise I will tell you I am love with you too.
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nie wierzcie,
gdy w sadach słowiki zakrzyczą co sił -
wy jeszcze nie wiecie,
co komu pisane i kto będzie żył.
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Wiadomo - bywa różnie, wiadomo - ma się dość, a przydałby się uśmiech, gdy życie daje w kość.
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Leave the field and leave the fire
And find the flame of your desire
Set your heart on this far shore
And sing to me your dream once more
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Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
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