The road is calling me, I have to go
The snow has melt
and in front of my darling's house
white acacia has bloomed
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Hey dawn, hey dawn, hey dawn
don't break, don't break, don't break
Stay with me, old love of mine
By the gate a women stands
like a goddess, all in flowers
she's waving her hand in a strange way
as if I'll never come back
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The time passed by, a man came
and stopped in front of her house
but the acacia of his life,
sadly poor him, she didn't recognize.
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