Hot your tender lips

I'm going on a date with your beloved, And all around rocking spring With the wonderful flavor of black cherry My head starts spinnin. I'm going on a date with your beloved, But in my heart my singing bird The sweet birch juice in spring I have satiated you have satiated. Well, that winter under the law, Well, that is a Blizzard outside, After all, your eyes are shining everywhere I And call for him everywhere. Hot your tender lips, Whispered in the Blizzard love to me I love your strong hands, I love you, I love... A phone call in the night - It's you, I know, my friend, And I'm waiting with bated breath Your voice changed suddenly. And will not be in the nature of bad weather I love all the rain, the cold, Because we are with you Because with you forever.
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