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Текст песни - Spell
My magic spell includes three words,
With roses' smell of bohemian sorts.
I look at you,
My dreams come true,
It's not so few,
I love you.
I paint your face,
In diamonds sky.
Your lips are grapes,
Your kiss is wine.
I write your name,
On soul's page,
Where flame burns shame,
And starts new stage.
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