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Dover

We were happy like this
But everything can pass
It's truth I did insist
It was love of first class

But it's finally over
Our night's separated
No more words from Dover
Which I exaggerated

These were my precious days
But the time has come
Only a picture remains
Me on your arm

But it's finally over
Lonesome night's are cold
No more kisses from Dover
Memories are growing old

Time like this cannot be
More than once in a life
It meant so much for me
But everything's destined to die

And it's finally over
Together we'll never be
Our hearts flew out from Dover
And drown in the sea

The story older than time
Love, departure and pain
And still to write it, is fine
Cause they're only ones to remain
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Karolina Marszałkowska

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