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Who says
Europe is easy? I’m talking to you about the things that I do and you watch me, but don’t understand. We talk about differences, mentalities and global exchanges you, my life, you talk to me trembling about politics, finances and our future in our Europe that will finally unite right I say and keep dropping my tears in your pot I shake my head affirmatively yes, yes, it will be so, it is so, no? It’s our world, it’s the warm world we build doesn’t matter that you’re Czech and me, Romanian we lived in France, we made love in Italy and we got kicked away from Switzerland does it matter? My love, my only love, lasko moje veliká*, my destiny shaker, my end of story and world I hold you, together we fell well I give you my arms, for love so love me deep, love me tight love me till the end of night, till the next war, next ghetto, next world craziness hold me tight and come to see how Europe is blossoming under our bed * my great love
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