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Days of wine, days of roses -
They are here again, brought by summer haze.
The world inside of me was split and bored and fighting -
But now it stands still, silent and amazed.
Words will come later,
They will surely come, if I will need them still;
If blessed are promises given to be broken -
How more so You, love, for You're the Love fulfilled.
And I can't stop repeating Your Name,
Can't stop repeating Your Name;
You are The One, who make me shine like the sun,
Keep me forever in flame -
Never the same again -
I can't stop repeating Your Name.
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