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You, you, you
You, you, you
You, you, you, my love!
You, you, you
You, you, you
You, you, you, eternal love!
A telephone connects us,
A telephone parts us.
It's a little bit sad
This love of ours, isn't it?
If I start talking,
You are sillent on the other side,
And I can't see the best eyes.
If you start talking,
I can't warm
Whith my palms
Your small hand.
I can't see how rises
Laugh on your lips
And I can't reach them
With my lips.
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You'll come here, I now that,
But something hurts inside me today.
The most far distance
Is this which parts us.
I don't want such a
Telephone love!
I want you by my side,
Like a silent blessing.
I want you by my side
Every day, every hour;
To be only with me
Every instance, every instance.
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