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When winter comes back to my door,
When I have to take out my old, ugly coat,
There are gifts in his pockets,
Wonders and surprises,
br/>I forget the time of cherries.
I saw parts of my life
In the felt of my old friend
I saw (I saw) and I've grown up
Let's not wash our coats anymore, They will always be warm,
They are full of treasures,
We would be wrong.
(whistles)
When I'm on your doorstep,
When I act as strong as a rock,
There are tissues in my pockets and then my suitcase is full,
I think of cherry time.
I saw parts of my life
In your pupils my friend
I saw (I saw) and I grew up
br/>Let's not abandon our loves,
And as the days go by,
They fill with treasures,
We would be wrong
(Whistling)
And the day he sees me dead,
When I pass through the door,
The jingle bells and bells will sing an approaching tune,
To my great surprise,
In cherry time.
And all the ends of my life
Let's stay with you my friends
Let's stay with you my friends
(Whistling)
All will be at peace (X10)