песня о счастье - 71 | Текст песни

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We smiled and said,
"I'll see you this summer."

-But we know that it was over.
That's just what you say to someone

who's dying.
That's just what you say.
This is to us.
Our hands fit, at least for a while.
I miss the face, I miss the taste.
I'm sorry about it all...

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