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sorrow today has no boundaries, and you shouldn't have denied me, once upon a time alas, in the midwinter, I brought the sun for you to warm. Look, the sky is crying, it's not a feast anymore, the dream has turned to smoke, tell me why. Look, the sky is crying, but you, my heart, don't cry, and when the lightening strikes, say a song. The night has come, the world has emptied, I'm hiding my tears and I await. But you don't come, it's raining and you get wet, you gave me a glass of poison.
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needed translation of I pikra simera
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