Affairs!
Affairs tormented me - every day, every day, every day...
Completely
Burnt are songs and poems - nonsense, nonsense, nonsense!
The whole year
She lived - and suddenly she took, made ready and went, -
And so -
Are again cheerful things with me.
Now -
At least the whole evening give, give, give, -
Trust,
I shall only speak!
Out of hand,
Out of hand went affairs here badly with me went affairs, -
And suddenly -
Burnt bursting into flames completely - not the things, but the ashes!
The whole year
Lived - was - suddenly she took, made ready and went, -
And here -
Are such sad affairs with me.
Now -
At least the whole evening give, give, give, -
Trust,
I shall even speak!
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